Lacs – Island Time Lyrics

Whoa, whoa, whoa
I’m on island time
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
I’m on island time
Sail on, sail on to some place I’ve never been
Maybe meet a couple locals so I can put it in the wind? Whoa, whoa, whoa
I’m on island time
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
I’m on island time Whoa, whoa, whoa
I’m on island time
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
I’m on island time
So long, so long don’t know when I’m coming home
I ain’t really got no reason to be talking on my phone
I got my money saved up, we don’t really need much
Just some bait for the hooks and some drink for the cups
There something about the sunrise seems so right
Baby, it don’t really matter if the fish don’t bite
We can try again tomorrow because we chillin on island time
Yeah!!! LACSIsland Time Lyrics
Got my ole lawn chair and a cooler with wheels
Sitting in the water with a rod and reel
All my friends got to work till 5
But me I’m drinking all day, here on island time. Whoa, whoa, whoa
I’m on island time
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
I’m on island time
I got no place to go place to be this is what I came to see
Find a girl or two or three to come and chill and drink with me
No deadlights or traffic, the hell with the static
A break I got to have it, it feels so automatic
Laid back because I’m on a cooler full of cold na
Yeah man you got to love it, fruity drinks ain’t gonna cut it
Eww you got a pretty tan, eww girl you love to dance
C’mon and take my hand, its island time let’s take a chance
Got my ole lawn chair and a cooler with wheels
Sitting in the water with a rod and reel
All my friends got to work till 5
But me I’m drinking all day, here on island time. Got my ole lawn chair and a cooler with wheels
Sitting in the water with a rod and reel
All my friends got to work till 5
But me I’m drinking all day, here on island time. Got my ole lawn chair and a cooler with wheels
Sitting in the water with a rod and reel
All my friends got to work till 5
But me I’m drinking all day, here on island time. Take a walk down the coastline, girl you looking so fine
Me and you late night, disappearing low tide
What ya say about chilling by a palm tree
Two beach towels and a Hilton motel key
Hot sun white sand beer by the case
Got my eyes set on a pair of tanned up legs.