(Paul Brandt)
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I'm fed up with my work
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And the boss is a jerk
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And it feels like I'm wasting my time
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In a dead end job I'm having to rob
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Peter to pay Paul a dime
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Why don't we jump in my car
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Just to see how far
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This old beat up rambler will drive
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And trade it all in
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For the taste of tequila and lime
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And warm sunny beaches
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Follow the wind where it goes
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Tall palm trees greet us
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Blue ocean waving hello
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Uou can be my senorita
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Oh and I'll never let you go
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Drinking cold margaritas
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On the warm sunny beaches in Mexico
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Every sunny day we can laugh at the way
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We used to live nine to five
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In a hammock swing we'll forget everything
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Nothing but love on our minds
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And after siesta we'll have a fiesta
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And party until morning time
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And when the sun comes up
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We'll be singing aye yia yia yia
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On warm sunny beaches
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Follow the wind where it goes
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Tall palm trees greet us
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Blue ocean waving hello
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You can be my senorita
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Oh and I'll never let you go
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Drinking cold margaritas
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On the warm sunny beaches in Mexico
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You can be my senorita
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Oh and I'll never let you go
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Drinking cold margaritas
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On the warm sunny beaches in Mexico
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Warm Sunny Beaches
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| Paul Brandt |
