Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Bache
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Bache
Songwriter
Morgan Taylor Reid
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Morgan Taylor Reid
Producer
Lyrics
Something went off in my brain
Kinda been one of those days
Ditching all the clutter now, I'm sailing smooth as butter
And there's nothing, no, nothing in my way
Green light (wherever I go)
Pretty girls (wherever I go)
Feeling myself (wherever I go)
'Cause I'm home
When I got my sunglasses
The wind messing with my hair
Post up by the palm tree
Kick my feet up on this chair
Don't need no apartment 'cause it always feels like home
When I got my sunglasses on, yeah
Sunglasses on, yeah
Costa Rica calling my name
Book a ticket, make it one-way
Rolling while we're sipping, pretty soon we might be dipping
Could ya hold up the, hold up the plane?
Big lights (New York City)
Rolling dice (get that money)
LA (sweeter than honey)
'Cause I'm home
When I got my sunglasses
The wind messing with my hair
Post up by the palm tree
Kick my feet up on this chair
Don't need no apartment 'cause it always feels like home
When I got my sunglasses on, yeah
Sunglasses on, yeah
Sunglasses on, yeah
Green light (wherever I go)
Pretty girls (wherever I go)
Feeling myself (wherever I go)
'Cause I'm home
When I got my sunglasses
The wind messing with my hair
Post up by the palm tree
Kick my feet up on this chair
Don't need no apartment 'cause it always feels like home
When I got my sunglasses on, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
Sunglasses on, yeah (ooh-ooh)
When I got my sunglasses on, yeah (ooh-ooh)
When I got my sunglasses on, yeah
Sunglasses on, yeah
When I got my sunglasses on, yeah
Sunglasses on, yeah
Writer(s): Morgan Reid, David Bache
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