Man, I could use a Pina Colada
Little bit of sun on my skin
A hammock, a book

Never gonna look back
Once my feet hit the sand
I've had it up to here with this rat race

Need a smile on my face

I wanna go where I can lighten up the load

Drive a little while on the wrong side of the road
Get this laying low off to a flying start
Play my guitar in the Caribbean sun

Hang with the locals at the Quiet Mon
Where you can be a tourist, a beach bum, or a star
And be as you are


Gettin' stuck sure would be easy
In this palm tree paradise

Ambition fades with every wave
For the finer things in life
Maybe I'll just hang around here

Go home later next year

I wanna go where I can lighten up the load

Drive a little while on the wrong side of the road
Get this laying low off to a flying start
Play my guitar in the Caribbean sun

Hang with the locals at the Quiet Mon
Where you can be a tourist, a beach bum, or a star
And be as you are


I wanna play my guitar in the Caribbean sun
Hang with the locals at the Quiet Mon

Where you can be a tourist, a beach bum, or a star
And be as you are
Be as you are