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