Postcards

I'd like to think she got all of the postcards
That I sent her from the beach
And she must've lost her phone
'Cause she never answers when it rings
I could have sworn the night we met
We planned a trip down to the Florida keys

But my last call recollection isn't really
What it oughta be

Now I've got palm trees and sunscreen
And little fish nibbling at my feet
And even though she didn't show
I went ahead and ordered up two drinks

I could pack it up and leave
But this ocean view's better than therapy
I'm stress and worry free
Life is how it oughta be
Day and night
I'm alright

So long, I'm wishing you were here
I've sent you all a postcard
I'm gonna stay another year
So long, I'm feeling so at home
I've sent you all a postcard
I'm right where I belong

I lost my room key, and my koozie
But I'm happy as a clam
I stumbled bare feet, down the beach
And I'm sleeping in the sand

I'd like to think the greater good
Has brought me exactly where I am
But if I'm being honest
I think dumb luck
Has helped me out again

Whatever comes my way I'll be okay
So long as I'm surrounded by my friends
So bartender fire the blender up
Let's run it back again

I could pack it up and leave
But these mai tais work better than therapy
I'm stress and worry
Life is how it oughta be
Day and night
I'm alright

So long, I'm wishing you were here
I've sent you all a postcard
I'm gonna stay a few more years
So long, I'm never coming home
I've sent you all a postcard
From right where I belong

So long, I'm wishing you were here
I've sent you all a postcard
I'm gonna stay all of my years
So long, I'm never coming home
I hope you got all of my post cards
I'm right where I belong



Credits
Writer(s): Austin Jenkins, Edward Isola
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