Twenty Toes in the Sand
Liz Miller/ Tom Stipe
You know we wait all year
For this time to come around
Hold my hand now dear
The plane is liftin off the ground
You know we?ll be there soon
For our once a year honeymoon
Just me and you
And a perfect view ?
Twenty toes in the sand, marguerita in hand
The sun rises and sets in your eyes
I can?t help but smile, livin Jimmy Buffett style
All our cares wash away as the steel drums play
And take us back to where we began
I count my blessings on those twenty toes in the sand
We?ll find our perfect spot
Just above the ocean tide
And if we get too hot
We?ll take our love inside
To the hotel room
For our once a year honeymoon
And when we?re through
We?ll go back to?
Twenty toes in the sand, marguerita in hand
The sun rises and set in your eyes
I can?t help but smile, livin Jimmy Buffett style
All our cares wash away as the steel drums play
And take us back to where we began
I count my blessings on those twenty toes in the sand
And when it?s time to leave
I don?t need no souvenir
Got a postcard memory
It says ?Same time next year?
Repeat chorus