| I’ve been racing, chasing, caught up in the grind
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| Damn near going out of my mind
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| And it’s getting old real fast
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| I need a new time zone, zip code, point of view
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| A southbound window seat into (come fly with me)
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| A drunken rum-soaked crowd
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| And here we are
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| Strangers, barefoot dancing on the bar
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| The bottom of the bottle seems so far
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| So come on, let’s dive back in
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| Cause I’m tired of work, and it’s time to play
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| Where I stumble’s where I’ve stayed
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| If palm tree shade makes a perfect tent
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| Then wasted time is time well spent
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| I got all I need
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| Floating on the breeze in Staniel Cay
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| The pounding in my head’s starting to ease
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| From the magic in this glass
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| Yeah, that’s the way it works down here
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| Things turn around real fast
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| And here we are
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| Strangers, barefoot dancing on the bar
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| The bottom of the bottle seems so far
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| So come on, let’s dive back in
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| Cause I’m tired of work, and it’s time to play
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| Where I stumble’s where I’ve stayed
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| If palm tree shade makes a perfect tent
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| Then wasted time is time well spent
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| You can get a little loud
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| We can get a little hard to find
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| Give a little bit of love
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| We’ll mix it with a bit of sunshine
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| Mix it up
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| And here we are
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| Strangers, barefoot dancing on the bar
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| The bottom of the bottle seems so far
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| So come on, let’s dive back in
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| Cause I’m tired of work, and it’s time to play
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| Where I stumble’s where I’ve stayed
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| If palm tree shade makes a perfect tent
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| Then wasted time is time well spent
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| You gotta waste a little time in your life once in a while
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| Come on everybody
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| Ah, here we are
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| Strangers, barefoot dancing on the bar
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| Fill 'er up again
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| It’s time well spent, it’s time well spent
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| It’s time well spent, it’s time well spent |