Lyrics:

Somewhere that sun's shinin', down on an island
And Bob Marley singin' 'Three Little Birds'
And I'm chasin' dollars but lately blue waters
Been tellin' me I'm overworked
I need a two-week vacation with frozen libations
And flip-flops propped up and a view
Of a wide open ocean where the world's in slow motion
N' an umbrella, two blue chairs, and you
I'm in need of a sunset with your head on my chest
A warm ocean soundtrack and nowhere to be
I've run out of reasons for us not to leave and
Wake up in some tropical dream
I need a two-week vacation with frozen libations
And flip-flops propped up and a view
Of a wide open ocean where the world's in slow motion
And an umbrella, two blue chairs, and you
And a sky like your blue eyes
You walkin' in white tides
Just smilin' the way that you do
Pick any old beach, it don't matter to me
Long as I get to wake up with you
(Ah, ooh) (bum-badum) (umbrella, umbrella)
(Ah) (umbrella, umbrella, umbrella, umbrella) (bum-badum, bum-badum, bum-badum)
(Umbrella, umbrella, umbrella, umbrella) (bum-badum, bum-badum, bum-badum, bum-badum)
(Ah, ooh) (umbrella, umbrella, umbrella, umbrella) (bum-badum)
(Ah) (umbrella, umbrella, umbrella, umbrella) (bum-badum, bum-badum, bum-badum
(Umbrella, umbrella, umbrella, umbrella) Bum-badum, bum-badum, bum-badum)
Just two-week vacation with frozen libations
Flip-flops propped up and a view
Of a wide open ocean where the world's in slow motion
An umbrella, two blue chairs, and you
An umbrella, two blue chairs, and you (you-ooh)