Lay in the Sun

Words and Music ©2010, 2016, 2025 by John Speckine Lyrics below. That's a can of beer being opened in the INTRO and someone (might be me, but I'm admitting NOTHING) taking a toke on a bit of the Happy Herb in the CHORUS. That's the general idea of the song: Escaping the cold Michigan winters (where it occasionally becomes colder than a titch's wit) and spending your days lazing around on a tropical beach being drunk and wasted. Hey.... I went to college......... LYRICS: Been a long, hard, cold winter It's a long time 'til spring Tired of waitin' for summer And all the fun that it brings I'm tired of ice in the mornin' So I'll get my money and run I think I'll head south for a beach And lay in the sun I got tired of shovelin' Snow away from my door And I'm ready to give up All the warm clothes I wore Pick up the phone, buy a ticket And dream of bottles of rum Can't wait 'til I'm there on the beach To lay in the sun Palm trees wavin' in the breeze I got sand in my hair (toke) Every day's 80 fine degrees I'm not goin' anywhere I got nothin' but time On my hands every day And there's nothin' I'm wearin' That I can't give away Got beautiful girls all around me With not much more than smiles on I think I'll stay here on the beach And lay in the sun BREAK Palm trees wavin' in the breeze I got sand in my hair (toke) Every day's 80 fine degrees I'm not goin' anywhere I got nothin' but time On my hands every day And there's nothin' I'm wearin' That I can't give away Got beautiful girls all around me With not much more than smiles on I think I'll stay here on the beach And lay in the sun Got beautiful girls all around me With not much more than smiles on I think I'll stay here on the beach And lay in the sun Words and Music ©2010 by John Speckine