warm sunny beaches

i'm fed up with my work

and the boss is a jerk

it feels like i'm wasting my time

in a dead-end job

i'm having to rob

peter to pay paul a dime

why don't we jump in my car

just to see how far

this ol' beat up rambler will drive

and trade it all in for the

taste of tequila and lime

warm sunny beaches

follow the wind where it blows

tall palm trees greet us

blue ocean waving hello

you could be my senorita

oh and i'll never let you go

drinkin' cold marguerites

on the warm sunny beaches

in mexico

every sunny day

we could laugh at the way

we used to live nine to five

in a hammock-swing

we'll forget everything

nothing but love on our minds

and after siesta

we'll have a fiesta

and party until morning-time

and when the sun comes up

we'll be singing out ay ay ay ay!