Golfing Time v2

(Verse 1) Every Thursday afternoon at 3:27, At Encinitas Ranch, they're in golfing heaven. Dominic swings strong, drives the ball so far, His putting game smooth, like a shooting star. (Chorus) Four friends on the green, under the sun's bright gleam, Dominic, Jeff, Kyle, and Kevin, living the dream. Jeff on the par fives, soaring to the sky, Kyle's laughs echo, as he humps with joy nearby. (Verse 2) Kyle's the comedian, brings the laughter all around, From big putts sinking in, to supplies he's found. He's the heart of the crew, spirits high and true, Making every round at the Ranch something new. (Chorus) Four friends on the green, under the sun's bright gleam, Dominic, Jeff, Kyle, and Kevin, living the dream. Jeff on the par fives, soaring to the sky, Kyle's laughs echo, as he humps with joy nearby. (Bridge) And there's Kevin with his fade, prideful and strong, Around the greens, his prowess lasts long. A steady hand and a keen eye in the game, Completing this crew, they rise to fame. (Verse 3) Together they tee off, a brotherhood in play, In the fairways of Encinitas, come what may. With each swing and putt, their bond grows tight, Golfing under the sun's golden light. (Chorus) Four friends on the green, under the sun's bright gleam, Dominic, Jeff, Kyle, and Kevin, living the dream. Jeff on the par fives, soaring to the sky, Kyle's laughs echo, as he humps with joy nearby. (Outro) So here's to Dominic, Jeff, Kyle, and Kevin, Golfing legends at Encinitas, always grinning. At 3:27 every Thursday, their story unfolds, In the game they love, where joy beholds.