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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ryan Hurd
Ryan Hurd
Vocals
Aaron Eshuis
Aaron Eshuis
Background Vocals
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ukulele
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Tony Lucido
Tony Lucido
Bass
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Keyboards
Phil Lawson
Phil Lawson
Drums
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Hurd
Ryan Hurd
Songwriter
Aaron Eshuis
Aaron Eshuis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aaron Eshuis
Aaron Eshuis
Producer
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Recording Engineer
Mike Stankiewicz
Mike Stankiewicz
Assistant Engineer
Chris Small
Chris Small
Editing Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Nathan Dantzler
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Let's take a break, pack a bag, chase a tailwind
It ain't a secret that your heart has sails, let's
Pick a direction, PCH, Destin, I don't care where we end up
Yeah, 'cause, baby, in my mind it's three-to-five's in the ocean smiling
Just sunny and seventy-fiving the whole damn day away
[Verse 2]
Laid out on the west one underneath the red sun
You and the sand getting hotter
We'll make our own Pelago, Michigan, Chicago
Baby, dip your toes in the water
One wave at a time, your lips on mine
Baby, take it real slow
Point it where the wind blows and just coast
[Verse 3]
You sip a little rum runner while I'm
Watching you watching boats go by
I bought a ukulele that I can't even play
But you laugh when I sing you "No Woman, No Cry"
You don't even know I'm taking your photograph, looking almost famous
Sunset in your pink Lennon shades, Penny Lane got nothing on you, baby
[Verse 4]
Laid out on the west one underneath the red sun
You and the sand getting hotter
We'll make our own Pelago, Michigan, Chicago
Baby, dip your toes in the water
One wave at a time, your lips on mine
Baby, take it real slow
Point it where the wind blows and just coast
[Verse 5]
Wave on wave
[Verse 6]
We could slow dance in the full moon
Sleep in this cabana if you want to
Red, red wine, baby, I just want you
And I don't need nothing as long as I got you
[Verse 7]
Laid out on the west one underneath the red sun
You and the sand getting hotter
We'll make our own Pelago, Michigan, Chicago
Baby, dip your toes in the water
One wave at a time, your lips on mine
Baby, take it real slow
Point it where the wind blows and just coast
[Verse 8]
Oh, wave on wave
Written by: Aaron Eshuis, Ryan Hurd
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