it’s got to be five o’clock somewhere
This song by Dierks Bentley says everything about the kind of summer vacation that I can’t enjoy right now. As a matter of fact there are some fabulous beaches near the garret, but it isn’t warm, it isn’t relaxing, and there is certainly a dearth of hot girls in skimpy bikinis.
If it comes right down to it I can’t play the guitar either.
but I can dream