(Rory Lee Feek & Paul Overstreet)      Driving down the interstate   Running 30 minutes late   Singing 'Margaritaville' and minding my own   Some foreign car driving dude   With a road rage attitude   Pulled up beside me talking on his cell phone.      He started yelling at me   Like I did something wrong   He flipped me the bird   And then he was gone.      Some beach somewhere   There's a big umbrella   Casting shade over an empty chair   Palm trees are growing, warm breeze is blowing   I picture myself right there   On some beach, somewhere.      I circled the parking lot   Trying to find a spot   Just big enough I could park my ol' truck   A man with a big cigar   Was getting into his car   I stopped and I waited for him to back up.      But from out of nowhere a Mercedez Benz   Came cruising up and whipped right in.      Some beach, somewhere    There's nowhere to go   When you've got all day to get there   There's cold Margaritas   And hot senoritas   Smiling with long dark hair   On somebeach, somewhere.      Well, I sat in that waiting room   Seemed like all afternoon   The nurse finally said the doc's ready for you   Your not gonna feel a thing   We'll give you some novacaine   That tooth will be fine in a minute or two.      But he stuck that needle down deep in my gum   And he started drilling before I was numb.      Some beach, somewhere   There a beautiful sunset burning up the atmosphere   There's music and dancing, lovers romancing   In the salty evening air   On some beach, somewhere.      On somebeach, somewhere...