Wax Paper Cups - Walker Hayes
There's a purple sky on my dusty dash
On its way from blue to black
Sun's fading fast
And the moon is smiling
Good wind blowing steady and warm
Sweeping waves onto the shore
Chasing all the sand crabs
Toward the highway
So whatcha say
Let's pick up a pair of icees down
At the texaco
Back my truck to the edge
Of the gulf of mexico
Throw on a little george strait
Have a seat on the tailgate
Swing our feet in the water
Till our toes wrinkle up
Sip on down to the bottom
Of them wax paper cups
Yeah here you go sugar
I know a little back dirt road that leads
To ocean front property
Where me and the stars
Shoot the breeze like family
Oughta be a buck or two in change
Between the glove box and the ash tray
And there's a lonely shotgun seat
Waiting for ya side me
So why don't we
Pick up a pair of icees
Down at the texaco
Back my truck to the edge
Of the gulf of mexico
Throw on a little george strait
Have a seat on the tailgate
Swing our feet in the water
Till our toes wrinkle up
Sip on down to the bottom
Of them wax paper cups
We can talk if you want to
Or we can sit silent
Shoulder to shoulder
Just a sipping and sighing
Or we can make love
Memories and wishes
Stealing cold cherry coke
Flavored kisses
Let's pick up a pair of icees
Down at the texaco
Back my truck to the edge
Of the gulf of mexico
Throw on a little george strait
Have a seat on the tailgate
Swing our feet in the water
Till our toes wrinkle up
Sip on down to the bottom of them
Sip on down to the bottom of them
Sip on down to the bottom Of them wax paper cups
Badada badada la