(Robert Byrne - Teddy Gentry)

I live to work and work to live
Oh, but what I wouldn't give
For a ray of sun and a little piece of beach
Where the sand dollar is the only currency.

I vote we go to the Gulf of Mexico
You and me by the sea
Palm trees call me, that's the place I want to be
Down where the southern breezes blow
On the Gulf of Mexico.

Right at five o'clock today
I'll pick you up, we'll drive away
And I can't wait to feel the sand beneath my toes
And I can almost see the sunburn on your nose.

I vote we go to the Gulf of Mexico
You and me by the sea
Palm trees call me, oh, that's the place I want to be
Down where the southern breezes blow
On the Gulf of Mexico.

--- Instrumental ---

La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, hmm.

La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la.

Vamos, we go to the Gulf of Mexico
You and me by the sea
Palm trees call me, oh, that's the place I want to be
Down where the southern breezes blow
On the Gulf of Mexico.

Down where the southern breezes blow
On the Gulf of Mexico...