She said hey can I get a little help
 My bikini is stuck in the back
 She had sun-brown skin and a lot of white teeth
 And I watched her mouth go slack
 I didn't mean to say yes, I never even did
 I just started when I got to her
 I was there on a work trip
 She was a holiday girl
 I woke up in the middle of the night
 In a pile on the foot of the bed
 She was fast asleep, breathin' slow
 Arms up over her head
 She was the champion of the world right then
 I was a runner up
 I was there on some bullshit work trip
 Look at my good luck
 Look at my good luck
 She woke up at the crack of noon
 With a faraway look in her eye
 Lying in a great big patch of sun
 Looking like she was gonna cry
 I don't need this kind of pressure
 I'm a cynical man
 I got a lot of livin' left to do
 I'm just here for a work trip babe
 Not to fall in love with you
 I don't wanna fall in love with you
 I ain't spoken for I never have been
 I'm speakin' for myself just fine
 I thought I should get a little credit
 Thought I did the right thing this time
 I let her go, I watched her walk
 I made a memory of her
 I don't work no good no more thinkin' 'bout the holiday girl
 Thinkin' 'bout the holiday girl
 She said hey can I get a little help
 My bikini is stuck in the back