Water.
To your sand.
We'll call it the beach of America.
We'll call us the best in the world.
We'll make (we make) the world get going.
Not late (or whatever) but there's a very important date.
Don't really GAF when, but we ready (will be)

Enough about business, she says.
Teenage Wasteland (Baba O' Reily) is on the radio.
My mom is to my left. We're driving.
For my love, though, I'll end this poeM and listen.