My speaker broke, so I'm living in mono
My shirt's been washed too many times so I rock the fade
I wear the same jeans every day
These holes are nothing that I paid for
I'm running out of time to run away
Why wouldn't I want to be right here
Right now, right beside you?
Right here in the mix, in the moment
In the middle of making dreams come true
Just one of the 86,400 seconds in this day
And what's wrong with spending each of them this way?
Try to stop it, try to top it when you see us try to rock it
Nothing sweeter than a streetside singer, don't you knock it
Yeah we do it for the fame, maybe do it for the profit
When we started there was nothing but our hands down in our pockets
But we're lying fine and dandy if we say there's no eye candy
At each and every one of our shows
We got a propensity for the density of all these fine California
Oh, no, no, no
Why wouldn't I want to be right here
Right now, right beside you?
Right here in the mix, in the moment
In the middle of making dreams come true
Just one of the 86,400 seconds in this day
And what's wrong with spending each of them this way?
If you've been listening to the melody then tell me
If you're not in the mood to hear this verse
We're gonna keep it loose and flowing
Keep it natural, knowing that nobody could rehearse
Recreate or reimagine all the feeling, all the passion
All the grooving that's going down
All of the sexual attraction driving me to distraction, now everybody gather 'round
Why wouldn't I want to be right here
Right now, right beside you?
Right here in the mix, in the moment
In the middle of making dreams come true
Just one of the 86,400 seconds in this day
And what's wrong with spending each of them this way?
It was time for us to study at the Hall
We headed down to Pardall
Caught up with Money Ray at the door
They had "Dandylyin" playing
50 Clubbers were saying
Turn that local shit up a little bit more
McColgan, Elio and Smitty pouring drinks for all
The pretty girls just soaking in the atmosphere
Afternooning, we're grooving
But it's time to get moving
Everybody finish up their beer
We're going downtown, late night
We do it right from Wildcat to Sandbar
That sound okay?
Finish up with Lacey at O'Malleys
Grab a cab, glad
Singing like "Oo-da-lolly, golly what a day!"
Why wouldn't I want to be right here
Right now, right beside you?
Right here in the mix, in the moment
In the middle of making dreams come true
Just one of the 86,400 seconds in this day
And what's wrong, oh what's wrong
Oh what's wrong
With spending each of them this way?