Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

(Lookin' through the window) Lookin' through the windows Just remember whatever makes you feel that way Don't you worry 'cause I'm gonna stay Right by your side (By your side) To keep on lookin' through the windows Lookin' in your eyes

I made a point to burn all of the photographs She went away and then I took a different path I remember the face But I can't recall the name Now I wonder how whatsername has been Remember, whatever The regrets are useless in my mind She's in my head

It got a little crazy last night Last thing I remember I told the bartender Mix rum and whatever you have First one drink, then two then I woke up with you So I know things can't be all that bad But it's still a little hazy Steel drums still ringing in

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

(Lookin' through the window) Lookin' through the windows (Lookin' through the window) (Remember) Just remember whatever makes you feel that way Don't you worry 'cause I'm gonna stay To keep on lookin' through the windows (Lookin' through the windows)

You know kids, I wish every mom and dad would make a speech to their teenagers and say kids, be free, be whatever you are, do whatever you want to do, just so long as you don't hurt anybody. And remember kids, I am your friend. I would just like to say

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

It got a little crazy last night Last thing I remember I told the bartender Mix rum and whatever you have First one drink, then two then I woke up with you So I know things can't be all that bad But it's still a little hazy Steel drums still ringing in