Dressing Down

Dressing down on this record high
 This suit and tie are choking me
 All toasts were made, the band has played
 Confetti's thrown, they've all gone home
 Designated driver's passed out on the floor
 I guess I'm staying over again
 Walked out on the wharf, took off all that we wore
 I guess you'd call us more than friends
 Dressing down is the right way
 It's a fine day to be next to you
 No room for clouds, it's a full sky
 Windows down for the long hot ride
 Sand in my feet and my heart starts to beat
 To the rhythm of the waves
 Grab your guitar and we'll sing a few bars
 To the fine girls across the way, hey, hey, hey
 Dressing down on this record high
 This suit and tie are choking me
 All toasts were made, the band has played
 Confetti's thrown, they've all gone home
 Designated driver's passed out on the floor
 I guess I'm staying over again
 Walked out on the wharf, took off all that we wore
 I guess you'd call us more than friends