Pina Colada Nights

Salt on my lips, sand on my feet. Laughing your shades, chasing the heat. Plastic cup sweating, ice on your hand. You say my name, we run to the sand. Your hair all tangled, salt and sun. We're talking like the night's just begun. You're leaning in close, you say, "Don't think twice." Every little word tastes sweet like paradise. Piña colada nights, you and me under pink-blue Skies. Barefoot dancing, bodies so light. Living for these piña colada nights. Oh, yeah. Your ocean breathing on my skin slow. Stars dropping diamonds on waves that glow. DJ the distance, but we stay near. Drawing little hearts in your cold beer. Your fingers tracing on my arm. A map that leads me through your charm. You say, "Remember this sunrise," But I'm already lost in your eyes. Piña colada nights, you and me under pink-blue Skies. Barefoot dancing, bodies so light. Living for these piña colada nights. Hey!