I wasn't built to be perfect.

I was built to be found.

The paint's seen better days.

The floorboards have been held together by salt and sand.

The ice machine's hangin' on by a thread.

She can be a bit dramatic.

But everyone tells me not to change a thing.

I've seen more sunsets than I can remember.

More storms than I care to admit.

People ask me how long I've been around.

And I tell 'em...

It depends who's asking.

Time works differently around here.