Barefoot in the Sand

Packed my bags and hit the road, just can't take it anymore

Gotta get out of this town

It's working days and sleepless nights

It ain't really worth the fight

Gonna find another way

Oh, I'm heading south on 95

Already feeling more alive

Soaking sunshine on my face

From Miami through the Keys

I can do just as I please

Should have done this long ago

Paradise, I'm on my way

Palm trees and beaches every day

String bikinis, those copper tans

I live a good life, walking barefoot in the sand

A corporate life, it's the same old grind

I've been a slave to this career

Adios so long, I'm moving on

Just can't waste another year

So I'm heading for paradise

I'm on my way

Palm trees and beaches every day

String bikinis, those copper tans

I live a good life, just walking barefoot in the sand

Paradise, I'm on my way

Palm trees and beaches every day

String bikinis, those copper tans

I live a good life, just walking barefoot in the sand

Paradise, I'm on my way

Palm trees and beaches every day

String bikinis, those copper tans

I live a good life, just walking barefoot in the sand