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Well, there's a two o'clock flight down to Key West I could catch it if I leave now I bet Where the steel drum sounds while the sun sinks down in the water I got five vacation days comin' I'll spend my forty hour week beach bummin' I won't pack a lot a clothes, 'cause where I'm gonna go it don't matter Chorus: I wanna ride some waves, tan my skin Dance with a girl I'll never see again and get tattooed Catch some fish, catch a buzz Bend some rules just because I want to I'm gonna open wide, take a bite And taste the good life Ahh, paradise never gets boring, I might even do a little surf boardin' Catch a ride if I can with the parachute man and go soarin' (Repeat Chorus Twice) Aus Songtexte Mania