| Real sad story here y’all
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| Come on
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| I poured her into my ride
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| And we rode down here
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| Maybe some sun, maybe some quality time
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| We’ve had a rocky year
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| She wasn’t ready for me jumping on the bar
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| And buying everybody them shots
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| While I was burning up my credit card
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| She was burning tires out in the parking lot
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| I think I just lost the sand I brought to the beach
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| I guess she didn’t like the Spring Break side of me
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| Now I’m rolling with my boys for the rest of the week
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| Somebody drink one with me
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| Ohh, 'cause I just lost the sand I brought to the beach
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| Oh well looks like I’ve done it again
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| I ran another one off
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| Maybe I’m better off a single man
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| At least down here Panama City
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| Now that I’m free for the rest of the week
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| Feel free to tag alone
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| Whatever y’all need, yeah
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| It’s on me
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| So, here’s to me doing whatever the hell I want
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| 'Cause I just lost the sand I brought to the beach
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| I guess she didn’t like the Spring Break side of me
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| Now I’m rolling with my boys for the rest of the week
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| Y’all drink one with me
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| Oh, 'cause I just lost the sand I brought to the beach
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| I just lost the sand I brought to the beach
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| I guess I can’t control the Spring Break side of me
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| A ride home from my boys now is all I need
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| 'Cause I just lost the sand I brought to the
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| Yeah I lost the sand I brought to the
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| Yes I’ve lost the sand I brought to the beach |