Now and then I dent the car trying to keep it together And I admit I find it hard showing grace under pressure But they're saying run boy, run boy You're not being smart, boy I'm logging out and thinking Run boy, run boy They'll pick you apart, boy And I hold my breath and think Hot damn, I got a heaven-sent sign that it's the right time To stop making everybody feel Like they're hot dogs in a locked car Baking in the summertime And I'm throwing away the keys again Hot damn, I got a heaven-sent sign that it's the right time To stop making everybody feel Like they're hot dogs in a locked car Baking in the summertime And I'm throwing away the keys Now, I know I'm not a God but I'll make it to heaven And I don't care to tell it soft Kids all want it 'eleven' They're saying run boy, run boy Get out while it's calm, boy And I can hear them saying Run boy, run boy You're kicking a bomb, boy And I check myself and think Hot damn, I got a heaven-sent sign that it's the right time To stop making everybody feel Like they're hot dogs in a locked car Baking in the summertime And I'm throwing away the keys again Hot damn, I got a heaven-sent sign that it's the right time To stop making everybody feel Like they're hot dogs in a locked car Baking in the summertime And I'm throwing away the keys I've been trying to find my heart But it turned into pleather And am I capable of love Well, I'd never say never I'm hearing run boy, run boy You keep doing wrong, boy In every corner saying Run boy, run boy Don't hit the alarm, boy Hot damn, I got a heaven-sent sign that it's the right time To stop making everybody feel Like they're hot dogs in a locked car Baking in the summertime And I'm throwing away the keys again Hot damn, I got a heaven-sent sign that it's the right time To stop making everybody feel Like they're hot dogs in a locked car Baking in the summertime And I'm throwing away the keys