The beer is ice cold

And it's sold

From a supermarket that keeps their prices down

This day is not pretentious or fake

Home town sunday shining

And it takes a day like this to make me understand

That you can't beat the sweet feeling of sand

Between your toes, this is how it goes

Down with a beer in my hand

My best friend's to the left

She's closest to the esky

She passes me a coopers

And she glistens in the sun

Baby made a good call to take me from the fish bowl

Looks all cool on videos but sometimes it's no fun

It's all very good at first

All the beer and cocaine

I'm on the beach in the first verse

With my kid and no fame

And it just feels so very real to me

So I'm asking myself

Baby, what's the deal?

I spent two years with the summer in my rear view

Now I'm looking through my shades

I've finally got a clear view

Of blue skies and wet sand

All of this, how could you

Want any more than this

Tell me how can this be true?

And it's like so hot

And I'm not no matter what you say

Ain't gonna stray from this wicked spot

I've frozen in germany

And burnt up in spain

Man, amsterdam nearly fried my brain

So on the plane I had a day to think

About being here and sipping this drink

So I'm playing with my kid

Hanging with my girl

Watching my belly turn pink

Asking myself

What's the deal?