| I can hear you talking from across the room
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| Adding more stuff to that honey-do
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| List but honey I ain’t listening
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| Mind keeps drifting out and in
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| Like the pull of the tide on a florida shore
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| Thinking I can’t take this no more
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| Paint that fence, mow that grass
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| You can kiss my sandy ass
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| Beach, please, I’m up to my knees
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| In crystal blue water with a tropical breeze
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| Cooler full of cold Corona
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| Girl now if you wanna find me
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| You know where I’ll be
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| I’ll be laying in a hammock 'tween some coconut trees
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| Don’t wake me up from this dream
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| Beach please
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| You keep I’m saying I’m good for nothing
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| Hey now everybody’s good at something
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| I can shotgun beer like no-one's business
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| Not a single drip, God is my witness
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| Might as well go ahead and take a pill
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| Ain’t nobody gonna melt my chill
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| Said I’ll get to it, baby I will
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| As soon as I get back
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| From the beach, please, I’m up to my knees
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| In crystal blue water with a tropical breeze
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| Cooler full of cold Corona
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| Girl now if you wanna find me
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| You know where I’ll be
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| I’ll be laying in a hammock 'tween some coconut trees
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| Don’t wake me up from this dream
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| Beach please
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| Beach, please, I’m up to my knees
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| In crystal blue water with a tropical breeze
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| Cooler full of cold Corona
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| Ain’t nobody gonna find me
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| 'Cause I’m gonna be a million miles away under some coconut trees
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| Don’t wake me up from this dream
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| Beach please
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| Oh beach please
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| Don’t wake me up from this dream
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| Beach please |