Lyrics

Put your cell phone down let that suitcase stand put your hand in mine we’ve got a trip needs
taking before the kids a wake I think you understand

Tomorrow we’re leaving for the ocean beaches little house filled with nephews and nieces
Squid bait’s so icky sunscreen’s too sticky Cousin Jimmy got sick he
So tonight let’s take ourselves a journey to a place you never have to hurry
No map is ever gonna show it but you’ll know it when we get there ‘cause we’ll be gone

Fill that old bath tub should be room for two tell your sister
June you’ll see her in the morning we got some relax brewing me and you

Tomorrow it’s gonna be are we there yet missed the exit way back there on the left Dooley keeps spitting Who wants a whipping Crazy Millie put the kitten in the So tonight let’s make ourselves some down time Break out a jar of that sweet shine Night breeze is calling soft and easy that we’ll feel free when we get there ‘cause we’ll be gone

Our turn to make reservations at our own five-star destination Our turn to take a vacation from all this so-called relaxation aggravation complications rum and sun and fun and done

So tonight let’s take ourselves a journey to a place you never have to hurry no map is ever gonna show it but you’ll know it when we get there ‘cause we’ll be going going going going going going going gone