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Well, there's a two o'clock flight down to Key West I could catch it if I leave now, I bet Where the steel drums sound while sun sinks down in the water I got five vacation days comin' I spend my forty-hour week beach-bummin' I won't pack a lot of clothes 'cause where I'm gonna go, it don't matter. I wanna ride the waves, tan my skin Dance with a girl I'll never see again An' get tattooed Catch some fish, catch a bus Bend some rules just because I want to I'm gonna open wide, take a ride An' taste the good life. Aw, paradise never gets borin' I might even do a little surf-boardin' Catch a ride, if I can, with the parachute man An' go soarin'. I wanna ride the waves, tan my skin Dance with a girl I'll never see again An' get tattooed Catch some fish, catch a bus Bend some rules just because I want to I'm gonna open wide, take a ride An' taste the good life. (Ah ooh.) I wanna ride the waves, tan my skin Dance with a girl I'll never see again An' get tattooed Catch some fish, catch a bus Bend some rules just because I want to I'm gonna open wide, take a ride An' taste the good life. I'm gonna open wide, take a ride An' taste the good life... |