Kona wont you bring
That smile to my face
Although you shouldn't be here
Don't plot your own escape
Oh how I miss that
Sour, bittersweet, cold taste

Don't like the way I move
That's why we wear different shoes
I'm old, you're new
I'm red, you're blue
I'm like a beat-up old Honda
Always out on the road
Because its time to move

You're more a 24' brand new Ford
Car commercial in the forest
That your daddy had to work for

Kona wont you bring
That smile to my face
Although you shouldn't be here
Don't plot your own escape
Oh how I miss that
Sour, bittersweet, cold taste