Nolan Neeley - Sea salt romance

^AmTide is high like me a smile ^Am/Cstretched ^Am/Bacross my ^Amface ^AmCoconut in the air catches my ^Am/Cnose and ^Am/Bmotions my ^Amway ^AmPanhandle's heating up ^Am/C- dancing t^Am/Bil the ni^Amght is done ^AmPalm trees in a hurricane and our ^Am/Cbodies ^Am/Bmove and ^Amsway

^FLow frequencies thick enough to ^Gmove a man to dance ^FFreaking out on the dance floor like in a ^Gpentecostal trance ^FNo fire and brimstone just the ^Gocean breeze and sea salt romance

^AmGrains of sand climb high ^Am/Cbetween^Am/B my t^Amoes ^AmFireworks on the beach, ^Am/Cpaint the ^Am/Bsky in ^AmJune ^AmSweat beads on your skin, your ^Am/Clips and ^Am/Bmy ton^Amgue ^AmWe find the groove and move like ^Am/Csailors ^Am/Buse the ^Ammoon

^FLow frequencies thick enough to ^Gmove a man to dance ^FFreaking out on the dance floor like in a ^Gpentecostal trance ^FNo fire and brimstone just the ^Gocean breeze and sea salt romance

^AmCut with the small talk and make for ^Am/Cunder ^Am/Bthe bo^Amardwalk ^AmOld men fishing by moonlight off the ^Am/Ctip of ^Am/Bthe d^Amock ^AmLike vampires we hide and thrive in the ^Am/Cshadows ^Am/Bof the ^Amsun ^AmLiving for today, the future ^Am/Cholds ^Am/Bmy so^Amn.