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The beer is ice cold And it's sold From a supermarket that keeps their prices down This day is not pretentious or fake Home town Sunday shining And it takes a day like this to make me understand That you can't beat the sweet feeling of sand Between your toes, this is how it goes Down with a beer in my hand My best friend's to the left She's closest to the esky She passes me a Coopers And she glistens in the sun Baby made a good call to take me from the fish bowl Looks all cool on videos but sometimes it's no fun It's all very good at first All the beer and cocaine I'm on the beach in the first verse With my kid and no fame And it just feels so very real to me So I'm asking myself Baby, what's the deal? I spent two years with the summer in my rear view SongtexteNow I'm looking through my shades I've finally got a clear view Of blue skies and wet sand All of this, how could you Want any more than this Tell me how can this be true? And it's like so hot And I'm not no matter what you say Ain't gonna stray from this wicked spot I've frozen in Germany And burnt up in Spain Man, Amsterdam nearly fried my brain So on the plane I had a day to think About being here and sipping this drink So I'm playing with my kid Hanging with my girl Watching my belly turn pink Asking myself What's the deal? Aus Songtexte Mania