The Beach Life

They say you reach a point in your life
 When you take a little break
 Everything is cool
 All your debts are paid
 I came sliding into fifty
 Thought I was safe
 But they counted me out
 Said you missed third base
 So I took a little trip down by the ocean
 Put it all on the shelf
 The beach life
 You can find yourself
 You got good intentions of getting in shape
 But it's kinda like the postcards
 You never send
 And there's a sense of freedom
 But it rolls out on the waves
 And Jonathan still rules the wind
 There is something in the air
 That you never seem to grasp
 The beach life
 It's a gas
 The kids go about their business
 Castles in the sand
 And the parasail boy
 He waits for clearance
 And on down the beach
 The student body was working on their tan
 They don't want no outside interference
 And the credit cards flash in the sun
 No-one hunts the shade
 The beach life
 You got it made
 Then it's back to the grind with your life on time
 You put away your cut-off jeans
 And Marguaritaville is just a dream.