Matt Keller - West Palm Beach
Back on the highwayI ninety five
Damn, it feels good being alive
Destination, maybe the keys
But we can go anywhere that you please
Storm cloud ahead
9 miles wide
Let's swim in the sea, 'cause I don't mind
A run in the sun
A lay in the sand
And if you're lucky you might catch a tan
And we'll stop in Georgia for a peach
And we'll visit my brother in West Palm Beach
Camp by the waves
At six fourty five
Make sure that you're there for sunrise
Stay until sunset
Something to admire
Then fall asleep by the fire
And we'll stop in Georgia for a peach
And we'll visit my brother in West Palm Beach
Drive through the streets
Sun's heading down
Tonight's the night we hit the town
Step out on the deck
The sky's turning red
Oh man, I've gotta get to bed
And we'll stop in Georgia for a peach
And we'll visit my brother in West Palm Beach
Written by:
Matthew Keller
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