Songwriters: Greene, M. Jason; Walker, Clay It's been a dead a** week at a dead end job Got a boss on me like a snake on a frog There's got to be more than what I've got On this big, ole piece of rock I want a little umbrella and a patch of sand Coconut drink and a reggae band Just might be the place where I get off Yeah, I want a day in the life of a summertime song Sail away with a Malibu rum Sail on, sail on away, 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 And get a tattoo on my derriere Right now, I don't really care
What anybody else might think I'm going to dance to every song I can So I can show off my new island tan While I wave my hand and raise my drink 'Cause I want a day in the life of a summertime song Sail away with a Malibu rum Sail on, sail on away, 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 Yeah, I want a day in the life of a summertime song Sail away with a Malibu rum Sail on, sail on away, 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