Rollin' white sand, cold can koozie in my hand, just a summertime strolling And it's sunshine, blue eyes, tan lines, slow tide Chillin', breazin', sippin', singin' whoaoaoh So just watchin' her blonde hair, sun burn, stare at them, wack caps rolling over

Baby, what'd I say? Tell your momma, tell your pa, Gonna move you back to Arkansas. All right, baby what'd I say? Whoa, all right, baby what'd I say? Oh baby, oh baby. All right, baby, what'd I say? Oh, all right, yeah. Yeah, what'd I say?

Catch the wind, see us spin But the wind won't blow You really shouldn't go That you will be mine By takin' our time, ooh Sail away, leave today Way up high in the sky, hey whoa Only goes to show And if I say to you tomorrow

They say quitters never win There's a world outside of my front door That gets off on being down We only want to sing you to sleep But we walk the plank on a sinking ship Whoa, oh, oh, oh We need umbrellas on the inside A penny for your thoughts, but a

Shake it out, shake it out, ooh whoa Shake it out, shake it out, And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back So shake him off, oh whoa It's always darkest before the dawn I can see no way, I can see no way Shake it out, shake it out Regrets collect

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Keep on dancin' till the world ends To the next level, baby Baby, let me blow your mind I can't take it, take it, take no more Never felt like, felt like this before C'mon get me, get me on the floor DJ whatcha, whatcha waitin'

And now I see (hey) see (hey) see (hey) see I used to dream (I used to dream) oh whoa About the money and the cars and girls (and the girls) But now I see (now I see) oh whoa Because I'm sitting on top of the world (the whole world) Cause I'm sitting on

Whoa oh oh oh oh, Mona Lisa Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe You're guaranteed to run this town I'd pay to see you frown There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for

Standing by peaceful waters Whoa wah oh wha oh We were standing Many years ago along the Illinois-Wisconsin border There was this Indian tribe They found two babies in the woods, white babies One of them was named Elizabeth She was the fairer of the two

Whoa-oh-oh-oh Funny how a melody sounds like a memory Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night Springsteen To this day when I hear that song I see you standin' there all night long Discount shades, store bought tan Flip flops and cut-off jeans