I'm going back to Florida
I gotta move my feet
I want to see the sun
I want to feel the heat
I'm gonna live my life
Like in an island song
I'm going back to Florida
Been on the road too long
Hello Seattle
There's so much to see
Like miles of traffic
Parked in front of me
I want to honk my horn
I want shake my fist
In such a beautiful place
How can you live like this
I'm going back to Florida
I gotta move my feet
I want to see the sun
I want to feel the heat
I'm gonna live my life
Like in an island song
I'm going back to Florida
Been on the road too long
Oh Canadia
You've got such soul
The girls are pretty
But it's too damned cold
I can't get warm
No matter how I try
Good thing for me
That it's mid July
I'm going back to Florida
I gotta move my feet
I want to see the sun
I want to feel the heat
I'm gonna live my life
Like in an island song
I'm going back to Florida
Been on the road too long
A flight to Jersey
Full of sun-burned tourists
How much of my seat
Does the lady need
I lean in the aisle
I don't want to crowd her
She talks like Jersey
Just a little bit louder
I'm going back to Florida
I gotta move my feet
I want to see the sun
I want to feel the heat
I'm gonna live my life
Like in an island song
I'm going back to Florida
Been on the road too long

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