Whole Lotta Nada

Some people just can't sit still
Always rushing to climb the next hill
We end up sitting in a traffic jam
Boss said
I can't be late again

CHORUS

Worked up about nothing new
Too busy thinking bout the next thing to do
Wrapped up in all the drama
When it's a whole lotta nada

Meet me out on the beach somewhere
Feel the breeze blow away your cares
Under umbrellas sippin coladas
Doing a whole lotta nada  

Verse 2

Slow down and watch the clouds roll by
Eat a big slice of key lime pie
Dance to the rhythm of the island band
But leave your worries at the sand

CHORUS

Don't get worked up about nothing new
Too busy thinking bout the next thing to do
Wrapped up in all the drama
When it's a whole lotta nada

Meet me out on the beach somewhere
Feel the breeze blow away your cares
Under umbrellas sippin coladas
Doing a whole lotta nada  

INSTRUMENTAL

Meet me out on the beach somewhere
Feel the breeze blow away your cares
Sitting next to my Bahama Mama
Doing a whole lotta nada

By: Peter Ericksen, Cody Joe Hodges & Jamie McKean