There's a purple sky on my dusty dash

On its way from blue to black

Sun's fadin' fast

And the moon is smiling

Good wind blowin' steady and warm

Sweepin' waves onto the shore

Chasin' 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

'Til our toes wrinkle up

Sip on down to the bottom

Of them wax paper cups

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

'Tween the glove box and the ash tray

And there's a lonely shotgun seat

Waitin' 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

'Til 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 sippin' and sighin'

Or we can make love

Memories and wishes

Stealin' 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

'Til 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