| I got my sunny’s on, cruisin' on a boat
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| Destination nowhere, mile marker who knows
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| Salt is in my nose, SPF zero
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| Got my line on troll, I’m gonna go where the wind blows
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| And I drink my drink, and I’ll smoke my smoke
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| I talk the way I talk, and I walk the way I walk
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| I raise my glass, and I’ll toast my toast
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| Party all night, yeah, I’m sippin' on the simple life
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| Her blonde hair’s blowin', bikini lines showin'
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| Her lipsticks glowin', did I say her bikini lines showin'
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| There’s a tiny tat, at the bottom of her back
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| Playing peek-a-boo with me
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| Yeah, it’s best you don’t see that
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| And I drink my drink, and I’ll smoke my smoke
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| I talk the way I talk, and I walk the way I walk
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| I raise my glass, and I’ll toast my toast
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| Party all night, yeah I’m sippin' on the simple life
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| No, there ain’t no right and there ain’t no wrong
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| Yeah this just might be another drinkin' song
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| What’s wrong with that?
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| And I drink my drink, and I’ll smoke my smoke
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| I talk the way I talk, and I walk the way I walk
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| I raise my glass, and I’ll toast my toast
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| Party all night, yeah, I’m sippin' on the simple life (Yeah)
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| Sippin' on the simple life
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| Where we gonna go next?
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| (Man, I don’t know let’s find a doggone cove somewhere)
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| How 'bout Bermuda? |
| (Come on)
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| Let’s do it |