Summertime Song - Clay Walker

It’s been a dead ass week at a dead end job

Got a boss on me like a snake on a frog

There’s gotta be more than what I’ve got

On this big old piece of rock

I want a little umbrella and a patch of sand

Coconut drink and a reggae band

This just might be the place where I get off

Yeah, I want a day in the life of a summertime song

Sail away with the Malibu rum

Sail along, sail all the way, yeah

Let the scorching sun and the salt in the sea

Burn the skin right off of me

Come on everybody and sing along

It’s a summertime song

I might pierce my ear and bleach my hair

Get a tattoo on my derriere

Right now I don’t really care

What anybody else might think

I’m gonna dance to every song I can

So I can show off my new island tan

While I wave my hand and raise my drink