Lyrics

Jack Johnson

Driving up the Kawera gorge to Queenstown
Looking out the windows at the cars
Then you go and make a small commotion
Pointing out the V-dub that went past

Did you think you saw Jack Johnson
Did you see a surfboard and guitar
I think you've had way to much my friend
Cause everybody here looks like a star

Coronet is lovely as an icecream
We're carving up the snow with the horde
Then you go and make a small commotion
Pointing at a cool dude on a board

Sunday and we're on the beach hung over
Recalling when the Eichardts was a bar
I feel like some kiwifruit pavlova
You're still musing bout the V-dub car