(*Tony Lane, Johnny Park) I got my old guitar and some fishin poles* So baby fill that cooler full of something cold Don't ask just pack and we'll hit the road runnin Honey what do you say I got just enough money and just enough gas So pick a place on the map we can get to fast Where the white sandy beach meets water like gla** And if the tide carries us away Baby we'll roll with it Won't think about it too much Baby let's just go with it And get out of this ordinary everyday rut And we get swept away by one of those perfect days When the sun is sinking low at dusk And wind up a little deeper in love Baby lets roll with it We get so caught up in catching up Trying to pay the rent trying to make a buck That don't leave much time for time for us And ain't life too short for that So open up that bag of pig skins you bought At the Exxon station the last time we stopped And you kick back baby and dance in your socks On the windshield to some radio rock And we'll roll with it Won't think about it too much Baby let's just go with it And get out of this ordinary everyday rut And we get swept away by one of those perfect days When the sun is sinking low at dusk And wind up a little deeper in love Baby lets roll with it And it won't be no thing if it starts to rain And we have to wait it out in the truck We might wind up a little deeper in love So baby lets roll with it