Peace, pot, tequila shot,
Jesus loves us stoned or not.
Each day we rock it out,
We know what it's all about.
It's where the guys are pimpin'
And the girls are fine,
We're not sassy, just divine.
We sometimes dance,
We always talk,
We drink together and barely walk.
We're the hottest class you've ever seen,
We kick ass, we rock the scene.
We're friends forever,
With memories to share;
We got people who are always there.
So when 2007 is up and gone,
2008 will party on.
Sorry ‘09, this is it,
The class of ’08 is the shit.
