Why Wait For Summer

作词:佚名

作曲:Fred Wilhelm

所属专辑:Reason To Rhyme

歌词

歌曲名 Why Wait For Summer

歌手名 Walker Hayes

作曲:Walker Hayes+Fred Wilhelm

Well I'm over-worked and under-paid

And it's overcast gloomy and gray

The days are gettin' shorter

The nights are gettin' colder

Summertime is gone

But that don't mean it's over

I've got a dime-store cooler

Made of Styrofoam

And it's loaded with limes

And cold Coronas

I'm pointin' my truck toward Pensacola

But before I go I had to phone ya

And say Hey sugar

Shotgun's where I want ya

With not much more

Than your sunscreen on ya

There's a sweet little piece of beach

With our name on it

So doggone it

Why wait for summer

Why wait for summer to show up

Why wait when somewhere down there

Summer is waiting on us

Summer is waiting on us

Let's bust a move south towards

That equator

And get the heck out of this refrigerator

Let's follow that heat to

A summer wonderland

We're gonna make snow angels

In the soft white sand

I've got a dime-store cooler

Made of Styrofoam

And it's loaded with limes

And cold Coronas

I'm pointin' my truck toward Pensacola

But before I go I had to phone ya

And say Hey sugar

Shotgun's where I want ya

With not much more

Than your sunscreen on ya

There's a sweet little piece of beach

With our name on it

So doggone it

Why wait for summer

Why wait for summer to show up

Why wait when somewhere down there

Summer is waiting on us

Summer is waiting on us

I've got a dime-store cooler

Made of Styrofoam

And it's loaded with limes

And cold Coronas

I'm pointin' my truck toward Pensacola

But before I go I had to phone ya

And say Hey sugar

Shotgun's where I want ya

With not much more

Than your sunscreen on ya

There's a sweet little piece of beach

With our name on it

So doggone it

Why wait for summer

Why wait for summer to show up

Why wait when somewhere down there

Summer is waiting on us

Summer is waiting on us

I've got a dime-store cooler

Made of Styrofoam

And it's loaded

With limes and cold Coronas

I'm pointin' my truck toward Pensacola

But before I go I had to phone ya

Why wait for summer

Why wait for summer to show up

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