"Tropical" lyrics
"Tropical"
You already fit the part
Got your hair up in that island braid
We can land before it's dark
Find a hammock, girl, and make it sway
You and me, barefoot on the beach
We can lay low, down in Barbados and Turks and Caicos
Salt, the sea, any ocean breeze
Girl, I don't care as long as I get to take you somewhere
Tropical
Tropical
Somewhere tropical
Tropical
I can see you right now
Looking like a local, driving me loco
Way away from the crowd
Pick a place on the map, baby, let's get right back to
You and me, sleeping on the beach
We can wake up down in Jamaica or in the Caymans
Salt, the sea, any ocean breeze
Doing nothing but lots of loving and sipping something
Tropical
Tropical
Somewhere tropical
Tropical
Somewhere tropical
I can see you on an island, I can see you smiling
Tropical
Somewhere tropical
Chilling on the white sand, working on a nice tan
Tropical
Somewhere tropical
Oh, palm trees, good vibes, Red Stripe, tan lines
Anywhere you wanna go
Where the sun is the hottest
You look like a goddess
I only stop at somewhere tropical
Tropical
I can see you on an island, I can see you smiling
Tropical
Somewhere tropical
Chilling on the white sand, working on a nice tan
Tropical
Somewhere tropical
I can see you on an island, I can see you smiling
Tropical
Somewhere tropical
Chilling on the white sand, working on a nice tan
Tropical
Somewhere tropical
Writer(s): Jimmy Robbins, Brian Kelley, Brad D. Warren, Tyler Hubbard, Brett D. Warren, Jordan Mark Schmidt
- AZLyrics
- B
- Brian Kelley Lyrics
album:
"Coral Beats" (2026)
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