We’ve all been working way too longPunch the clock and the day is goneHold on a second, let’s get to thinkin’Where can I cool off? C’mon, let it sink inNeed reprieve honey, I wanna leave, can weEscape to the sunny spot in my dreams, moneyAin’t an issue, long as I’m with youTake a bus or a plane that’s efficientHitchhike our way to the best fishin’A vacation, tell me what you’re wishin’Palm trees, sweet breeze, you and meMake that postcard a realityC’mon, string up a hammockI’ll be a full-blown island fanaticEven if it’s only for a little bitOne life, gotta soak in the momentsFeeling tropical, looking nauticalCooped up too long, man, we oughta goTake a break from your blues at the jobSwitch out the work boots for the flip-flops
[chorus]Finally got time to chill, time to kill,Time to do whatever I willForget worries, make stress blurry,I know we in a hurrySo, we’ll hideaway, kick off our shoesFollow my way, to the waves,And dive into the blue
Under the sun, down where it’s hotterWe’ll swim around and drift out yonderHere I am, floating over the reefAt last, man, finally I’m freeAround the world, everybody has a hobbyFrom the East Coast to the shores of HawaiiNorthern Park Point to beat the July heatTravel to Old Mexico or South BeachWhatever you’re into, go ahead and dive inGet on deck and sail to the horizonEnd of the world, cast off a line andHead back, and listen to a live bandSmooth music, CopacabanaGo cruising straight to the BahamasTiki flame, like you, so hotTreasure to claim, see what I gotAll these places, so geographicalWho cares what the boss thinks if you have to call inAfter all, this is what I imaginedSomeday to jump in the sea, splashin’
[chorus]Finally got time to chill, time to kill,Time to do whatever I willForget worries, make stress blurry,I know we in a hurrySo, we’ll hideaway, kick off our shoesFollow my way, to the waves,And dive into the blue
_____________________________________________________Into the BlueHotdish Hans