Chorus: I got sand in my tequila
I just wanna feel ya
My arms, around your waist

I got sand in my tequila
I just wanna feel ya
You make everything seem ok


Verse 1: Well its time for a-summer lovin'
And next to you there's nothin'

That I'd rather do
Sittin' lookin at the ocean
Music puts our bodies in motion

And we're dancing without our shoes

Prechorus: But when the lights get low

There's this place we can go

-Chorus-


Verse 2: I got you smiling you got me thinkin
I could do this every weekend

Every Friday too
Wishin that the clock would stop
Cuz I just cant give you up

I may got a thing for you

-prechorus-

-Chorus-

Bridge: It's the taste of your lips

I just cant resist
Oh no no no no no
I just don't wanna go