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Just watching her blonde hair, sun burn, stare at them
Laid back in a thrift store beach chair
Dropping limes in her Corona
Well she looks back, yeah, she throws me a kiss
Like "Honey, I sure want you"
And it's a hundred and three between her and me
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And it's sunshine, blue eyes, tan lines, it's low tide
Rolling white sand, cold can koozie in my hand, just a summertime strollin'
Chillin', breezin', sippin', singin' whoa-oh-oh
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We got two-for-ones, we're at a margarita bar
And there's a reggae band, full of dread heads
Just sittin' in the corner laughin'
Well my baby walks over, drops a 20 in a jar
She smiles and shakes it at me
Yeah, she gets 'em going, she gets 'em playing
A little, don't worry, be happy
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And it's sunshine, blue eyes, tan lines, it's low tide
Rolling white sand, cold can koozie in my hand, just a summertime strollin'
Chillin', breezin', sippin', singin' whoa-oh-oh
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Sunshine, blue eyes, tan lines, it's low tide
Rolling white sand, cold can koozie in my hand, just a summertime strollin'
Chillin', breezin', sippin', singin' whoa-oh-oh
Beachin' (aw, we're just beachin')