Lyrics
They made us sing a song about Jesus
Before we could eat our snack
I'm running out of underwear
Honestly it's all a drag
There's a boy bunked across from me
With three moles on his back
I saw the name Carlos
Written on his briefs tag
We walk out to archery
And trail behind the pack
His shoes kick up Caliche
As he shuffles like me
Hey there campers won't you come?
Hey there campers won't you come?
All of afternoon nap
We spent passing notes
I left him a heart
Underneath his pillow
Hey there campers won't you come?
Hey there campers won't you come?
Hey there campers won't you come?
Closer, come a little closer
Hey there campers won't you come?
Closer, come a little closer
Hey there campers listen up
Listen, everybody listen
Hey there campers listen up
Listen, everybody listen
Hey there campers won't you come?
Closer, come a little closer
Hey there campers won't you come?
Closer, come a little closer
Tonight is the closing dance
And we've been getting ready since six
We head downstairs
Chaperones at our hips
After the banquet we stand next to each other
I hold out my hand and wait to feel another
Hey there Carlos won't you come?
Closer, come a little closer
Hey there Carlos won't you come?
Closer, come a little closer
Hey there Carlos won't you come?
Closer, come a little closer
Hey there Carlos won't you come?
Carlos, won't you come Carlos?
Closer, closer
Closer, closer
Closer, closer
Closer, closer
Hey there campers won't you just...