All I wanna do is get high by the beach All I wanna do is get by by the beach Get by baby, baby, bye bye The truth is I never bought into your bullshit When you would pay tribute to me 'Cause I know that All I wanted to do was get high by the beach Get

Those two years run together like whiskey over ice Melted into memories like somebody else's life I'm glad to say, I've come around But if I could have one wish I'd like another try at twenty five Or was it twenty six Livin' hard was easy when I was

You go to my head And you linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round in my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew And I find the very mention of you Like the kicker in a julep or two The

I got my mind made up, come on; get in, get into it Let it ride, tonight's the night, yeah All I wanna do, is Zoom-a-Zoom Zoom Zoom (Mmmm, whatchu wanna do) Uhh, whatchu wanna do? They wanna (Zoom Zoom Zoom, Zoom Zoom-Zoom) Yeah, yeah, come on Uh, you

That's my favorite way of touchin' you But that ain't all I'm into I wanna get inside your brain Every part of you I go from touchin' you with both hands To touchin' you with no hands T-t-touchin' you T-t-touchin' you (touchin' with no hands, ooh)

When I get my hands on you, We'll let tonight turn tomorrow back into the night, I'm gonna do every little everything, anything girl that you want me to, when it's finally just you and me, I'm gonna make you go crazy baby, when I get my hands on you,

Yeah, I live for little moments like that Well, I'll never forget the first time that I heard That pretty mouth say that dirty word And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into But she covered her mouth and her face got red And she just

But your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore They're already overcrowded from your dirty little war Now Jesus don't like killin', no matter what the reason's for And your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore While digesting Reader's

Would it make a difference I'm gonna put on my old blue jeans Gonna walk out of here into the street Would you put up resistance Would you know the real me Me in my old blue jeans And forget everything you know I don't wanna dress up tonight You walk

I'm getting back, get back on track, get off of my back It feels so bad If it feels so bad Bad magick playing off of me Oh no, I don't want to be your friend Bad magick laying into me Oh no, I don't want to hear it again Does it feel so bad when you're