Beach Ball Summer

(one,

two, three, go!)

Got my shades on,

toes in the sand

Radio playing my favorite band

We got the coolers lined up in a row

Ready to watch the temperature grow

Red and green stripes flying high in the air

We're tossing them around without a care

Sweet cherry ice melting down on our hands

Yeah we've got the best summer plans (here we go)

Throwing beach balls up to the sky

Watching all the color float on by

Sipping popsicles, sweet and cold

This is a story that never gets old (whoa-oh-oh)

Blueberry blue and lemon yellow

Keeping it cool, keeping it mellow

Don't let it drop,

keep it up in the breeze

Splashing around in the warm salty seas

Throwing beach balls up to the sky

Watching all the color float on by

Sipping popsicles, sweet and cold

This is a story that never gets old (whoa-oh-oh)

As the sun starts dipping down low

We don't ever want this afternoon to go

But we've still got one bite left of the sweet orange freeze

And the perfect onshore breeze

Throwing beach balls up to the sky

Watching all the color float on by

Sipping popsicles, sweet and cold

This is a story that never gets old

(yeah,

never gets old)

Sweet and cold, red and gold

Just keep it spinning (ooh-ooh-yeah)