| I wanna go on a permenant vacation, south through the Florida keys
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| Set my sails wether the facts or fiction, Yeah that sounds good to me
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| I wanna live like one of the locals, ride my bike to the beach
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| Got no plans, just turning these pedals, that sounds good to me
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| I wanna feel that warm sunshine
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| Spend my days and nights making friends at the tiki bar and
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| Run my tab, drop every dollar that I have
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| So raise your glass to living the good life
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| I wanna live like Tommy Bahama
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| Throw my cares in the breeze
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| Try my hand in a steel drum band, yeah that sounds good to me
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| I wanna dance to a cajun rhythm, sing a song in my own key
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| Acting a fool at the local canteena, Yeah that sounds good to me
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| I wanna feel that warm sunshine
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| Spend my days and nights making friends at the tiki bar and
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| Run my tab, drop every dollar that I have
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| So raise your glass to living the good life
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| Hey!
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| Run my tab, drop every dollar that I have
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| So raise your glass to living the good life
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| I wanna go where the waters warm, escaping reality |
| I got no plans, put my feet in the sand shaking this tamborine
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| I said got no plans, put my feet in the sand shaking this tamborine. |
| Yeah!
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| I wanna feel that warm sunshine
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| Spend my days and nights making friends at the tiki bar and
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| Run my tab, drop every dollar that I have
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| So raise your glass to living the good life
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| Yeah
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| I wanna feel that warm sunshine. |
| Ohh Oh!
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| Spend my days and nights making friends at the tiki bar
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| Run my tab, drop every dollar that I have
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| So raise your glass to living the good life |