

(ooh, yeah) Sunlight cutting through the morning haze
Salty air on Ocean Boulevard
Sand still warm from yesterday
Left my worries in a parked car
I can hear the boardwalk calling out
Neon lights beginning to glow
Yeah, we're finding what we're all about
(here we go now) Meet me down in Myrtle Beach
Where the waves wash our troubles clean
Everything is within our reach
Living inside a postcard scene (oh-oh-oh)
Walking out along the wooden pier
Looking out across the deep blue sea
With you, the world is crystal clear
There is nowhere else I'd rather be
Myrtle Beach keeps calling me
(keeps calling me back home)
Underneath the
southern sun
(ooh, yeah)