Back To The Beach Paroles

Warm nights on the beach with the fisherman’s daughter
Sittin’ in this car makes me want to shout out loud
Well I got to change this scene
And I’ve got to change it now

I’m stuck here in line I can’t go no faster
Another Monday morning just a traffic disaster
The boss will be screaming, can’t you ever get here on time
One of these days I’m gonna give him a piece of my mind

I don’t care I’m going back to the beach
Throw my cell phone way out of reach
Get me some shrimp have me a beer
It’s time to move on and get the hell out of here

I picked up my mail, you know it ain’t funny
When there’s too many bills yes and not enough money
Making ends meet starts to wear on my mind
Some days I think I’ll take a break
Take a break leave it all behind Just gonna pick it up and tell whoever’s on the line
I’ll say

I don’t care I’m going back to the beach
Throw my cell phone way out of reach
Get me some shrimp have me a beer
It’s time to move on and get the hell out of here

I don’t care I’m going back to the beach
Throw my cell phone way out of reach
Get me some shrimp have me a beer
It’s time to move on and get the hell out of here