Ibiza
Holiday day one, I got messy
Holiday day two, I got worse
Holiday day three, man didn't go sleep
Day four, I went home with a bird
Got chattin' at Jet, met-up at Amnesia
Said she felt bad, said she had a geezer
"Should I leave ya?"
She said, "I don't want you to"
And I said, "I don't want to either"
Took a sherbet back to Ushuaïa
On the way, she said, "We're not having sex"
I said, "Darling, the fact that you said that already
Means I ain't got a clue what's next"
One foot in the door, already at it
Ignore the suitcase, I've got a packet
And then she said, "Stacks, will I see you again?"
Always counting, babe, tonight's never gonna end
Ooh, the weather is sweet, yeah
Make you wanna move, that's Ibiza
Ooh, the weather is sweet, yeah
Make you wanna move, that's Ibiza
I was in Blue Marlin 'til the sundown
Went Café del Mar for the comedown
Chat a club rep up in Ushuaïa
Yeah, go on, I'll have another one now
Ibiza straight to the island
Place where the sun's always headlining
You get the drinks, I'll get the vibe in
Even all the hard nuts can't stop smiling
Super stylin', groovy, moody
D.C., 10 a.m. finish on a Tuesday
We all came out for a little boogie
Dizzy Mundus, Jackalundy
I'm with a blinder, vibin' behind her
Named Carolina, ooh, Carolina
Oh, what a lineup, Coxy, I see ya
Save the king, long live Ibiza
Ooh (hey, hey), the weather is sweet, yeah (oh, la-la-la-la-la)
Make you wanna move (oh, ay), that's Ibiza (you see me, yeah)
Ooh (oh, la-la-la-la-la), the weather is sweet, yeah (oh, la-la-la, la-la, yeah)
Make you wanna move (you see me, oh), that's Ibiza (ay, oh, la-la-la)
To the island, here I am
I want you to know how we feel, yeah
Make you understand (you see me)
To the island, here I am
I want you to know how it feels, yeah (you see me, yeah)
Make you understand
Ooh (hey, hey), the weather is sweet, yeah (oh, la-la-la-la-la, yeah, yeah, oh, ay)
Make you wanna move (oh, ay), that's Ibiza (you see me, yeah)
Ooh, the weather is sweet, yeah (oh-la, oh-la, oh-la)
Make you wanna move (oh, la-la-la-la, yeah), that's Ibiza (oh-la, ay)
Ooh, the weather is sweet, yeah (oh-la, oh-la, oh-la)
Make you wanna move (oh, la-la-la-la, yeah), that's Ibiza (oh, la-la-la, ay)
Holiday day two, I got worse
Holiday day three, man didn't go sleep
Day four, I went home with a bird
Got chattin' at Jet, met-up at Amnesia
Said she felt bad, said she had a geezer
"Should I leave ya?"
She said, "I don't want you to"
And I said, "I don't want to either"
Took a sherbet back to Ushuaïa
On the way, she said, "We're not having sex"
I said, "Darling, the fact that you said that already
Means I ain't got a clue what's next"
One foot in the door, already at it
Ignore the suitcase, I've got a packet
And then she said, "Stacks, will I see you again?"
Always counting, babe, tonight's never gonna end
Ooh, the weather is sweet, yeah
Make you wanna move, that's Ibiza
Ooh, the weather is sweet, yeah
Make you wanna move, that's Ibiza
I was in Blue Marlin 'til the sundown
Went Café del Mar for the comedown
Chat a club rep up in Ushuaïa
Yeah, go on, I'll have another one now
Ibiza straight to the island
Place where the sun's always headlining
You get the drinks, I'll get the vibe in
Even all the hard nuts can't stop smiling
Super stylin', groovy, moody
D.C., 10 a.m. finish on a Tuesday
We all came out for a little boogie
Dizzy Mundus, Jackalundy
I'm with a blinder, vibin' behind her
Named Carolina, ooh, Carolina
Oh, what a lineup, Coxy, I see ya
Save the king, long live Ibiza
Ooh (hey, hey), the weather is sweet, yeah (oh, la-la-la-la-la)
Make you wanna move (oh, ay), that's Ibiza (you see me, yeah)
Ooh (oh, la-la-la-la-la), the weather is sweet, yeah (oh, la-la-la, la-la, yeah)
Make you wanna move (you see me, oh), that's Ibiza (ay, oh, la-la-la)
To the island, here I am
I want you to know how we feel, yeah
Make you understand (you see me)
To the island, here I am
I want you to know how it feels, yeah (you see me, yeah)
Make you understand
Ooh (hey, hey), the weather is sweet, yeah (oh, la-la-la-la-la, yeah, yeah, oh, ay)
Make you wanna move (oh, ay), that's Ibiza (you see me, yeah)
Ooh, the weather is sweet, yeah (oh-la, oh-la, oh-la)
Make you wanna move (oh, la-la-la-la, yeah), that's Ibiza (oh-la, ay)
Ooh, the weather is sweet, yeah (oh-la, oh-la, oh-la)
Make you wanna move (oh, la-la-la-la, yeah), that's Ibiza (oh, la-la-la, ay)
Credits
Writer(s): Bob Marley, Michael Angelo, Scott De Lima, Daniel Peck, Jonathan Dixon
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