One Foot in the Sand Lyrics

I've got a drink in my hand

I've got one foot in the sand

You know I'm a long way from home

I come from a land that's way up north

I come from the land of snow

I'm burning up won't you fill up my cup

And my neck is a turning red

I got a drink in my hand

I've got one foot in the sand

And I'm about ready for bed

I've got a drink in my hand

I've got one foot in the sand

And I'm working on my copper tone tan

I ain't got no plans I ain't got no demands

Life is good down at the club med

You know I've been working that nine to five

Ever Since I turned twenty three

I've got a drink in my hand

I've got one foot in the sand

And I just want to be free

So sit right there in that comfy chair

No We don't have to go nowhere

Fill up my glass lets forget about the past

We've got nothing left to declare

I'll take a pina colada

Maybe even sneak in a little toke

I've got a drink in my hand

I've one foot in the sand

No I don't ever want to go home

I've got a drink in my hand

I've got one foot In the sand

And I'm working on my copper tone tan

I ain't got no plans

No I ain't got no demands

I've got everything I need right here

So Give me a squirt

And Take off that shirt

Will sit under that big palm tree

I've got a drink in my hand

Ive got One foot the sand

There ain't no place that I'd rather be

I've got a drink in my hand

I've got one foot in the sand

And I just want to be free