There's a fifty-fifty chance that the room ain't ready.
Odds are the cooler's too heavy to tote down to the beach all by myself.
I'd be willing to bet by the end of the week, I'll pass out in room 319,
And to 'round up all my clothes, I might need a little help...
But it's a shore thing, the sun will be shinning on my cold drink,
And I'll be lying on a Miller Lite towel havin' happy hour all day long in the sand.
We may never sleep, we may never leave.
Raise too much hell, never make bail but in the morning it'll be alright,
'Cause it's a shore thing, we're getting tore down tonight.
I think it's safe to say I'll make a few new friends, take a shot on a bar, throw beer on the band.
Get tossed out on my head and do a parking lot roll.
And I wouldn't be surprised if my ex shows up, huggin' all over some dude in his truck.
I guess down here that's the way things go but I'll be fine 'cause all I know...
Is it's a shore thing, the sun will be shinning on my cold drink,
And I'll be lying on a Miller Lite towel havin' happy hour all day long in the sand.
We may never sleep, we may never leave.
Raise too much hell, never make bail but in the morning it'll be alright,
'Cause it's a shore thing, we're getting tore down tonight.
Yeah, it's a shore thing, the sun will be shinning on my cold drink,
And all I'll be wearing a Miller Lite towel holdin' happy hour all day long in the sand.
We may never sleep, we may never leave.
Raise too much hell, never make bail but in the morning it'll be alright,
'Cause it's a shore thing, we're getting tore down tonight.
Yeah, it's a shore thing, we'll never remember tonight.
We may never sleep, we may never leave.
Raise too much hell, never make bail but in the morning it'll be alright,
'Cause it's a shore thing, we're getting tore down tonight.