West Palm Beach Lyrics

Back on the highway

I ninety five

Damn, it feels good being alive

Destination, maybe the keys

But we can go anywhere that you please

Storm cloud ahead

9 miles wide

Let's swim in the sea, 'cause I don't mind

A run in the sun

A lay in the sand

And if you're lucky you might catch a tan

And we'll stop in Georgia for a peach

And we'll visit my brother in West Palm Beach

Camp by the waves

At six fourty five

Make sure that you're there for sunrise

Stay until sunset

Something to admire

Then fall asleep by the fire

And we'll stop in Georgia for a peach

And we'll visit my brother in West Palm Beach

Drive through the streets

Sun's heading down

Tonight's the night we hit the town

Step out on the deck

The sky's turning red

Oh man, I've gotta get to bed

And we'll stop in Georgia for a peach

And we'll visit my brother in West Palm Beach