Waking up this morning putting on my shoes, black coffee in the pot fresh pressed and brewed.
Heading to the beach to catch a ray or two, I've got my girls on call tall drinks and you.

Bikinis black, legs are long, drumming on the dashboard to our song, waves are high, so am I, I'm gonna live the good life till I die.

Coolers stacked in the passenger seat.
Belly laughing as we hit the street.
Pavements hot, but the sand is hotter, you picked me up and threw me in the water.
Waves are high, so am I, I'm gonna live the good life till I die.

You don't have to worry, just hang on for the ride.
Life will always lead you, you just keep your stride.
Like the Moon pulls the sea, you've got to let it be, let it be.
And if the waves are high, you've got to live the good life till you die.