Sunset Arcade

This place is make believe
No one has any parents
And nobody ever leaves
They've all made special arrangements
Sheesh [?]

There's dust on your freckles
Freckles on your cheeks
I met you this morning
But it seems like weeks

And that's the way
The summer gets made
At the sunset arcade
The sunset arcade
At the sunset arcade, yeah

You musta been born here
You break all the rules
By the pinball and the old pier
But your eyes are so blue
Maybe you're faking it too

Now the summer's all dried up
Jellyfish on the beach
I ask if you want a soda
But that's just a figure of speech

Secretly I am happy
Until the quarters run out
Leave the quarters where I don't belong
With some shadow thrashing about

And that's the way
The summer gets made
At the sunset arcade
The sunset arcade
At the sunset arcade
Sunset arcade, yeah