Lyrics:

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