Paint your nails, sunglasses and a day crew
Off the show to cover up, it ain't hard to
Soak it all in, I take a picture
In my mind, like a permanent fixture
Beach ball with a picnic table
Paper cups full of platinum labels
Shots, umbrella, blue shade

We came all this way to see the waves break
Half a mile away babe

While we twist a little lime in a cold Corona
Let that emerald tide take the moment over
Wash it away in that sugar sand haze all afternoon
Yeah, hang and chill
Ain't nobody else got this kind of view
Watching the sun kiss you

Every round we sink a little deeper
Red Red Wine playing through the speakers
Lean in and taste the salt from your lips
From the last round margarita sip
Girl you make me wanna stay out here
Till the sunset disappears
Kind of drunk, just talking bout nothing

Baby maybe when they left stars out
We'll close up but right now

Let's just twist a little lime in a cold Corona
Let that emerald tide take the moment over
Wash it away in that sugar sand haze all afternoon
Yeah, hang and chill
Ain't nobody else got this kind of view
Watching the sun kiss you

Let's just twist a little lime in a cold Corona
Let that emerald tide take the moment over
Just wash it away in that sugar sand haze all afternoon
Yeah, hang and chill
Nobody in the world got this kind of view
Watching the sun kiss you
Ain't nobody in the world got this kind of view
Watching the sun kiss you

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Jon Mark Nite, Mike Busbee, Ryan James Hurd