Jake Owen Beachin Lyrics


Beachin by Jake Owen

So just watching her blonde hair, sun burn, stare at them, whack caps rolling over
Laid back in a thrift store beach chair, dropping limes in her Corona
Well, she looks back, yeah, she throws me a kiss, like honey I sure want you
And it's a hundred and three between her and me and only 92 in Daytona

And it's sunshine, blue eyes, tan lines, so tight
Rolling white sand, cold can koozie in my hand, just a summertime strolling
Chillin', breazin', sippin', singin'

Beachin'

We got 2-for-1s, we're at a margarita bar, whatever happens happens
And there's a reggae band, full of dread heads, just sitting in the corner laughing
Well, my baby walks over, drops a 20 in a jar, she smiles and shakes it at me
Yeah, she gets 'em going, she gets 'em playing a little, don't worry be happy

And it's sunshine, blue eyes, tan lines, so tight
Rolling white sand, cold can koozie in my hand, just a summertime strolling
Chillin', breazin', sippin', singin'

Beachin'

A little palm tree laying
You got a margarita here in my hand, doing a little drinking

Talking 'bout sunshine, blue eyes, tan lines, so tight
Rolling white sand, cold can koozie in my hand, just a summertime strolling
Chillin', breazin', sippin', singin'

Beachin'

Sunshine, blue eyes, tan lines, so tight
Rollin' white sand, cold can koozie in my hand

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