Walking Backwards in Flip-flops
Blick, Cheney, Hale, Stoffels, Tasky

E/D/A/E E/D/A/E
I’m walking backwards in flip-flops, Watching the sun drop, Drinking gin
I'm walking backwards in flip-flops, Listening to hip hop, Smiling again

G/G/A/A G/G/A/A
It’s a long beach, lots of footprints, Dirty shells washed away
My summer feet are broken in kicking your ass out on the street

C/C/G/G C/C/G/DA
The sand’s so nice, once you get past the flies, And they nip at your ankles and thighs
I’ve got stale cocaine and i’ve still got my name, And a town full of people to meet

Chorus

Am/Am/D/D

Out on the pier, can’t see the other side, Waiting on the next hurricane
Standing out here, dancing, way too high, Waiting for someone to crash down on me

The sand’s so nice, once you get past the flies And they nip at your ankles and thighs
Down on my knees with six Long Island iced teas, And we all know nothin’s for free

Chorus

Br:
Life was simpler when the earth was flat

I’m walking backwards in flip-flops, Watching the sun drop, Drinking gin
I'm walking backwards in flip-flops, Listening to hip hop, Smiling again

Recording:
https://sugarstill.bandcamp.com/track/walking-backwards-in-flip-flops