There's a fifty-fifty chance that the room ain't ready
Odds are, the cooler's too heavy
To tote down to the beach all by myself

I'd be willing to bet by the end of the week
I'll pass out in room 319
And to round up all my clothes, I might need a little help

But it's a shore thing
The sun will be shinning
On my cold drink
And I'll be lying
On a miller light towel
Having happy hour
All day long in the sand

We may never sleep
We may never leave
Raise too much hell
Never make bail
But in the morning it'll be al right
Cause it's a shore thing
We're getting tore down tonight

I think it's safe to say, I'll make a few new friends
Take us out at a bar, throw a beer on the band
Toss down head into a parking lot road

And I wouldn't be surprised if my ex shows up
Hugging all over some dude in his truck
I guess down here that's the way things go
But I'll be fine 'cause all I know

It's a shore thing
The sun will be shinning
On my cold drink
And I'll be lying
On a miller light towel
Having happy hour
All day long in the sand

We may never sleep
We may never leave
Raise too much hell
Never make bail
But in the morning it'll be al right
'Cause it's a shore thing
We're getting tore down tonight

It's a shore thing
The sun will be shinning
On my cold drink
And I'll be lying
On a miller light towel
Having happy hour
All day long in the sand

We may never sleep
We may never leave
Raise too much hell
Never make bail
But in the morning it'll be al right
'Cause it's a shore thing
We're getting tore down tonight
Yeah, it's a shore thing
We'll never remember the night