Dinner in the sand, ocean on your feet, a breeze under your hut on the sand, the aloe man. got to go.

am c f am   g# g c

Well ive been to aruba at a table I sat down    c   
on a hot summer night a strong wind blew my napkin around   f
It fell to the floor so i asked for another   c
waitress came over looked like somebodys mother (?)  f

So I went back the next day she looked out of sight
I saw her again through a  candle light
the wind still a blowing it felt just right
I got to take her home late that night

she said im sorry please let me help you    g      f
she had my napkin in her hand
I said its the breeze now you cant help that
as she rubbed our feet into the sand
she said im sorry please let me help you    g      f
she had my napkin in her hand
I said its the breeze now you cant help that
when you are in the caribian

We woke up the next day under a hut in the sand
and there he was the aloe Man
he gave me a bottle looked like root beer
we laid in the sun we did not even care