Guess I'll be me
Heading on flights overseas
I still can't feel a thing
Open up baby
No you can't see me
No more history
Thought we were summertime in South Beach
In the hills we on the heights
Getting high among the palm trees
Sippin' bacardis in the breeze no worries just you and me
You and me
Guess I'll be me
Heading on flights overseas
I still can't feel a thing
Open up baby
No you can't see me
No more history
Guess I'll be me
Heading on flights overseas
I still can't feel a thing
Open up baby
No you can't see me
No more history