Tropicana

Hold your horses, tap them brakes

Can't smell the roses when you're making hay

Why put off til tomorrow what you want for today

Slow and steady wins the race

I don't miss nothing kicked back keeping pace

I'm out here on the edge of nowhere where palm trees sway

Whether I bought the ground, or by bumming around

I thought I'd be on a beach by now

Oh, I wanna go home

Where the combers roam

There's always mañana

At the Tropicana

If you've got problems, shoes won't solve 'em

Start to listen and turn down the volume

There's something out there

Waiting when you give yourself room

Sand finds places it can't escape

When you find it you'll know it's the place

You'll feel all of your troubles

Start to fade away

Whether I bought the ground, or by bumming around

I thought I'd be on a beach by now

Oh, I wanna go home

Where the combers roam

There's always mañana

At the Tropicana

If some clown like me's not playing this song

At a beach all year long

Then I wanna go home

Where the combers roam

Whether I bought the ground, or by bumming around

I thought I'd be on a beach by now

Oh, I wanna go home

Where the combers roam

Problemas de nada

At the Tropicana

Where the necks are long

And the drinks are strong

We're all singing along

To our favorite song