Lirik
Let's dust off them old beach chairs
We haven't used in way too long
Set 'em up in the living room
And listen to a Buffett song
Sit down by the fire babe
Close your eyes and feel the heat on your face
It was way too cold today
So let's pretend we're in a different place
Somewhere where
There's really sand under your chair
I'd get my work done faster in a place like that
If my office had an ocean view
I'd never have time for feelin' sad
Cause happy hour starts at 2
I'm about ready to pack my bags
And move 'er down South with you
Somewhere where it's always summer there
Some folks like to bundle up
And make angels in the snow
The second it starts gettin' cold
I know it's time for me to go
Somewhere where
I can wear what I wanna wear
I'd get my work done after in a place like that
If my office had an ocean view
I'd never have time for feelin' sad
Cause happy hour starts at 2
I'm about ready to pack my bags
And move 'er down South with you
Somewhere where it's always summer there
Writer(s): Sara Vail Cheney
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