theres only one perfect potion
the hangover cure of the ocean
girl relax lemme hit ya back with the lotion
summer my favorite emotion
i aint wearin socks today
i’m gettin fuck up at rockaway
i’m far from glamorous, far from cameras
nothin handles my stress better than a hammock does
the sea that’s my bathtub
reminiscin about my first kiss and my last love
committin sins when the sun shines
that’s how i unwind
passin out on a tapestry
blowin off plans i do it happily
when it comes to style don’t mimic any just mix many
i opened my mind and found six pennies
I DON’T CARE IF IT’S CLICHE
BUT THERE AIN’T NOTHIN LIKE A BEACH DAY
THE OCEAN DOES WONDERS FOR MY CURLS
AND I’M LICKIN THE SALT OFF THE LIPS OF MY GIRL x2
the life of a bum i wonder if i’ll out grow it
atleast i admit that i don’t know shit
the thoughts of a man, who’s lost in the sand
and his only worry’s comin up with the next cost of a can
i don’t floss for my fans, i don’t got money
but it’s better than my life being not funny
at least if it’s hot, sunny .. go outside
and take a barefoot bike ride
or i skateboard on the board walk
and listen to the way that new york talks
and it don’t matter who it’s speakin to
but new york brings out the freak and the unique in you
peekaboo, something weird happens all the time
outsiders call it crimes
all you can do here is try to stay sane
i found serenity by hoppin on the A train
i don’t care if its cliche
there aint nothing like a beach day
the ocean does wonders for my curls
and i’m licking the salt off the lips of my girl
I DON’T CARE IF IT’S CLICHE
BUT THERE AIN’T NOTHIN LIKE A BEACH DAY
THE OCEAN DOES WONDERS FOR MY CURLS
AND I’M LICKIN THE SALT OFF THE LIPS OF MY GIRL x2