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Stuck at work looking out my window Another beautiful day spent locked in a cage The weather man is trying to kill me Channel nine is trying to drive me insane 85 with a chance of perfect The sun's shining and the water's screaming out my name Sick of this isolation, I think it's time for a little vacation I'm gonna hit the beach Take a swim in the ocean Work on my tan with cheap crappy lotion Lay in the sand and watch the world pass me by I'm gonna seize the day Tell my boss maybe later Rent out a boat and sail the equator Put on my shades and drift into the sunset sky Singing my getaway lullaby Times up, daydream's over Only 11: 00 and it feels like 5 I need a little motivation Otherwise I don't know if I'll survive Dirty looks from my supervisor Another second and I think I'm gonna fall off the edge Doesn't matter what they pay me I've had enough of the nauseating work week I'm gonna hit the beach Take a swim in the ocean Work on my tan with cheap crappy lotion Lay in the sand and watch the world pass me by I'm gonna seize the day Tell my boss maybe later Rent out a boat and sail the equator Put on my shades and drift into the sunset sky Singing my getaway lullaby Now I'm living life large in my flip flops Sunscreen, tan lines, itty bitty tank tops No job from noon to nine 8 days a week, no sleep till the end of July Livin it up one day at a time Doin just fine I'm gonna hit the beach Take a swim in the ocean Work on my tan with cheap crappy lotion Lay in the sand and watch the world pass me by I'm gonna seize the day Tell my boss maybe later Rent out a boat and sail the equator Put on my shades and drift into the sunset sky Singing my getaway lullaby
Writer(s): Joshua Scott Stoll, David Erickson, Brett David Verlennich Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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