I live to work and work to live Oh but what I wouldn't give For a ray of sun and a little piece of beach Where the sand dollar is the only currency Chorus: I vote we go to the Gulf of Mexico You and me by the sea Palm trees call me, oh that's the place I want to be Down where the southern breezes blow On the Gulf of Mexico Right at five o'clock today I'll pick you up, we'll drive away And I can't wait to feel the sand beneath my toes And I can almost see the sunburn on your nose
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