Sand in my shoes
You in that dress
Salt on your shoulders
Sun on your neck
Plastic cup sweating
Name on your wrist
You laugh in Spanglish
I taste it when we kiss (oh)
Miami Beach
You got me staying one more week
Brown skin glowing on that seat
Bare feet on the passenger side
Miami Beach
You turn my “leave”to “never leave”
If this is wrong then let it be
‘Cause I feel right when you’re on my tide
On my tide
Hotel balcony
Cheap Chardonnay
You draw a heart
In the condensation
Uber is calling
We let it ride
Living on tipsy
Living on your side (yeah)
Miami Beach
You got me staying one more week
Brown skin glowing on that seat
Bare feet on the passenger side
Miami Beach
You turn my “leave”to “never leave”
If this is wrong then let it be
‘Cause I feel right when you’re on my tide
On my tide
Tell me this ain’t just the season
Tell me you’re a real good reason
To miss that flight
To lose that plan
To learn your city hand in hand (hey!)
Miami Beach
You got me staying one more week
Brown skin glowing on that seat
Bare feet on the passenger side
Miami Beach
You turn my “leave”to “never leave”
If this is wrong then let it be
‘Cause I feel right when you’re on my tide
Miami Beach
You’re my favorite lie
