They will drive, down ninety five
To the land where the whales go and die
They arrive half alive with all the money saved from their lives
Here's the kids and their cars every night into sex and bars
Hone a line hold the sign on the beach to a wandering eye
And its a cotton pickin shame nobody cares about your last name
And by the silicone strip mall mind a new culture is defined
Oh Florida
And the surf is really small, the surfers hang out in the mall
And the bands are hard to find, dig deeper end up in China
Corporate chief pollutes the reef and the reef don't have any teeth
So buy a gun, have some fun shoot a German tourist in the lung
And its a cotton picking shame the gators let you keep your name
And summer year round is nice, you could go melt with Vanilla Ice!
Oh Florida
Palm trees sway in the breeze, many people sniff the cocoa leaves
Hurricane, start again, I'm here waiting for your if and when?
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They will drive, down ninety five
To the land where the whales go and die
They arrive half alive with all the money saved from their lives
Here's the kids and their cars every night into sex and bars
Hone a line hold the sign on the beach to a wandering eye
And its a cotton pickin shame nobody cares about your last name
And by the silicone strip mall mind a new culture is defined
Oh Florida
And the surf is really small, the surfers hang out in the mall
And the bands are hard to find, dig deeper end up in China
Corporate chief pollutes the reef and the reef don't have any teeth
So buy a gun, have some fun shoot a German tourist in the lung
And its a cotton picking shame the gators let you keep your name
And summer year round is nice, you could go melt with Vanilla Ice!
Oh Florida
Palm trees sway in the breeze, many people sniff the cocoa leaves
Hurricane, start again, I'm here waiting for your if and when?
To the land where the whales go and die
They arrive half alive with all the money saved from their lives
Here's the kids and their cars every night into sex and bars
Hone a line hold the sign on the beach to a wandering eye
And its a cotton pickin shame nobody cares about your last name
And by the silicone strip mall mind a new culture is defined
Oh Florida
And the surf is really small, the surfers hang out in the mall
And the bands are hard to find, dig deeper end up in China
Corporate chief pollutes the reef and the reef don't have any teeth
So buy a gun, have some fun shoot a German tourist in the lung
And its a cotton picking shame the gators let you keep your name
And summer year round is nice, you could go melt with Vanilla Ice!
Oh Florida
Palm trees sway in the breeze, many people sniff the cocoa leaves
Hurricane, start again, I'm here waiting for your if and when?
Writer: Adam Berardo
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