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