Lyrics Sons Of Zion – Road Trip
Text:
Thank god, it’s Friday
Been checking on my watch all week
Summer’s coming my way
This desk job puts my soul to sleep
Sand between my toes
My girl cuddled up close now
So call up all the fam let them know
We heading for the coast
Jump in it’s time to roll out
A little holiday is all I need
And I can’t wait to feel that ocean breeze
So pack up the trunk
Let’s hit the road
DJ to the front
Blast the stereo
We’ll just keep chasing the sun
Don’t care where we go, on a
Road trip with you
No job for a month
So it’s time to roll
Holiday’s just begun
Leave the stress at home
We’ll just keep chasing the sun
Don’t care where we go, on a
Road trip with you
Road trippin’ with you
Road trippin’ with you
Time to hit the highway, but hold up
A quick stop at the bottle shop
Bartender in the back seat
Fix me up a stiff drink
And I’ll be sippin’ til I stand in the ocean
Sand between my toes
My girl cuddled up close now
So call up all the fam let them know
We heading for the coast
Jump in it’s time to roll out
A little holiday is all I need
And I can’t wait to feel that ocean breeze
So pack up the trunk
Let’s hit the road
DJ to the front
Blast the stereo
We’ll just keep chasing the sun
Don’t care where we go, on a
Road trip with you
No job for a month
So it’s time to roll
Holiday’s just begun
Leave the stress at home
We’ll just keep chasing the sun
Don’t care where we go, on a
Road trip with you
Road trippin’ with you
Road trippin’ with you
So pack up the trunk
And let’s hit the road
We’ll just keep chasing the sun
Don’t care where we go
Road trippin’ with you