We drank tequila last night
Like it was never gonna be made again
Girl, we made love last night
Like it was never gonna be made again
We sent summer off to hell
In a teal-blue-water wishing well
"I wish you well,"
You said as you drove away in your stickered-up Ford®
I was under your south Georgia spell
You came and went like a tropical swell
You wrecked my heart and head, when you left me there standing on the shore
I guess some days, you're the surfer
Some days, you're the board
Never seen Fernandina that bright
Girl, you were lighting up that sandy little town
No. Nothing's gonna bring you back to life
Girl, we were flying high
But, damn, we hit the ground
And I'm still on the come down
We sent summer off to hell
In a teal-blue-water wishing well
"I wish you well,"
You said as you drove away in your stickered-up Ford®
I was under your south Georgia spell
You came and went like a tropical swell
You wrecked my heart and head, when you left me there standing on the shore
I guess some days, you're the surfer
Some days, you're the board
Yeah. Some days, you're the local
Some days, you're the tour
Some days, you're the seashell rolling 'round on the ocean floor
We sent summer off to hell
In a teal-blue-water wishing well
"I wish you well,"
You said as you drove away in your stickered-up Ford®
I was under your south Georgia spell
You came and went like a tropical swell
You wrecked my heart and head, when you left me there standing on the shore
I guess some days, you're the surfer
And some days, you're the board
Some days, you're the board
