Soon a simple afternoon will follow
Soon I won't be walking on egg shells
Empty my pink piggy bank of quarters
Pack my clothes in Grandpa's old suitcase
I want to race down the free way
To Nashville and US of A
I'll stop looking over my shoulder
Leave hard times they're getting in my way
Build a home, a swing set in the back yard
Sunday barbeque with all my friends
Ceasars on the porch on any evening
Light a fire and dance our cares away
I want to sing by the ocean
Waiting pants rolled to my knees
Swim suit, no suit, barefoot on the seashore
Sun-kissed by time I hit the hay
(Whistling)
Tip your hat and spin me round the dance floor
Throw your line and try to reel me in
Getting warmer so what are you waiting for
Go for broke and catch me if you can
I want to sing by the ocean
I want to live by the sea
I will sing this diddy for my best friend
My best friend likes me either way
I want to race down the free way
To Nashville and US of A
I'll stop looking over my shoulder
Goodbye hard times getting on my way
Goodbye hard times getting on my way
