Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Daytona Sand, artist - Orville Peck. Date of issue: 10.02.2022
Song language: English
Daytona Sand |
| Buddy, we got major blues |
| Another suitcase in your hand |
| I hope you brought your walking shoes |
| 'Cause it’s quite a-ways from what I understand |
| So, rack 'em up, big blonde |
| I think I could have been your man |
| We watch the surfers as they whip on the strand |
| Ah, Daytona sand |
| Long hair, slow eyes, I like your style |
| We both ain’t got a job |
| I haven’t seen my band in a while |
| At least nothing seems to last that long |
| So hit the road, big blonde |
| Take me home to Mississippi |
| It’s not that I don’t care, it’s just hard to make a plan |
| But ah, Daytona sand |
| I’m not mad, for what it’s worth |
| You always take the dare, that’s what I learned |
| I’m getting tired of this earth |
| But they say some stones are better left unturned |
| So what you say, big blonde? |
| Is that another whispered plan? |
| I’ve been around long enough to know you can’t trust a man |
| But ah, Daytona sand |
| M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I |
| M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I |
| M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I |
| M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I |