Redneck Riviera Songtext

lets go to florida darlin' you get the cooler, i'll get packed leave a note with a neighbor "please feed the cat 'til we get back" let's go to florida baby you know you deserve it, yeah you do you've been bustin' your butt i've been worn out just watching you pensacola, santa rosa, san destin everybody knows they got the whitest sand and the greenest ocean in the redneck riviera let's go to florida darlin' We'll pitch our tent in the dunes, though the bible teaches only a foolish man builds his house on sand but down in florida they put condominiums on the beaches let's go to florida darlin' you know it's the right thing to do new orleans is so old and tired down in florida everything's brand new like pensacola... once we lock that front door behind us we are lost and we don't want anyone to find us friends may knock, yell, throw rocks at our window and ring our bell wondering where in the hell we've gone to hell with them, come on let's take a long weekend in pensacola...