The Tiki Bar Is Open

Thank God the tiki bar is open

Thank God the tiki torch still shines

Thank God the tiki bar is open

Come on in and open up your mind

I was out on a leave of absence

From any resemblance to reality

I felt like a rocket launched to the great blue yonder

From the boys down at Kennedy

I was driving by his majesty's court hotel

Where the sign said praise his name

I was tired and alone I couldn't see too well

But I don't think that he was to blame

There's a full moon over Daytona beach

There's a full moon in my mind

And my suntan dream is still out of reach

And the strip malls are robbing me blind

Well his name was Mr. Dale Earnhardt

And he drove the black number three

Now the king is gone but he'll not be forgotten

Nor his like will we ever see

I know a drink ain't no solution

I ain't had one in seventeen years

But if that tiki bar was closed tonight

Well I might just disappear