DOLLAR SIGNS AND TAN LINES

Girl, you flash that new car like it's some superstar

I drive my old truck on down to the tiki bar

You got a closet full of high-dollar shoes

I got a cooler stocked up with nothin' but brews

You check your Rolex each minute or two

I time my day by when the tide's comin' through

You got the bling and the suits, yeah, you're lookin' fine

Keep your crystal and caviar—I'll sip on moonshine

For you life's a race just full of deadlines

You got dollar signs, but I prefer tan lines

Girl, you roll through town in a limo under bright city lights

I kick back on the sand with a cold beer on Friday nights

You swipe that black card for whatever you please

I strum my old guitar in the warm ocean breeze

You chase status, VIP lists and high-society scenes

I'm slatherin' on sunscreen in my old cut-off jeans

You got the bling and the suits, yeah, you're lookin' fine

Keep your crystal and caviar—I'll sip on moonshine

For you life's a race just full of deadlines

You got dollar signs, but I prefer tan lines

There's a spot on this sand, baby, if you're willin' to try

Trade those high heels for flip-flops under the big ol' sky

Tan lines don't cost a dime; they're worth more than gold

'Cause each one is a story waiting to be told

You got the bling and the suits, yeah, you're lookin' fine

Keep your crystal and caviar—I'll sip on moonshine

For you life's a race just full of deadlines

You got dollar signs, but I prefer tan lines

You got dollar signs, but I prefer tan lines