Lyrics"Sand In My Suitcase"
Music & Lyrics by Scott Cooley.
You tried to teach me how to dance the shag And you took it way too seriously Carolina girls like you, think you're so cool Myrtle beach just wasn't my kind of scene It was almost a forgetful vacation But you were so hot it made up for a lot There's still sand in my suitcase Think I've got the post spring break blues There's still sand in my suitcase From my days on the east coast with you Reminding me of our week-long fling I'm still sad it had to end so soon You tried to teach me about beach music Still don't understand what it's supposed to be Seems like a copy of the Motown sound Can't fool a Michigan boy like me It was almost a forgetful vacation But you were so hot it made up for a lot There's still sand in my suitcase Think I've got the post spring break blues There's still sand in my suitcase From my days on the east coast with you Reminding me of our week-long fling I'm still sad it had to end so soon We were young and free and wild and crazy No parents around to keep us from our fun Drove down in my muscle car to find where the girls are Who wear those skimpy bikinis in the sun....and I found one It was almost a forgetful vacation But you were so hot it made up for a lot There's still sand in my suitcase Think I've got the post spring break blues There's still sand in my suitcase From my days on the east coast with you Reminding me of our week-long fling I'm still sad it had to end so soon Copyright © ℗ 2018 by Scott Cooley. All rights reserved. |
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Sand In My Suitcase
A beach style song with piano backs a warm
memory/cold reality story about a Michigan boy's introduction to beach music,
shag dancing, and long distance love by a local girl he meets on a break from
school.