BUDDY WE GOT MAJOR BOOZE ANOTHER SUITCASE IN YOUR HAND I HOPE YOU BROUGHT YOUR WALKING SHOES CAUSE IT'S QUITE A WASTE FROM WHAT I UNDERSTAND SO RECKON MY BIG BLONDE I THINK I COULD'VE BEEN YOUR MAN WE WATCH THE SUNFURS AS THEY WHIP ON THE STRAND DAYTONA CITY LONG HAIR, SLOW EYES, I LIKE YOUR STYLE WE BOTH AIN'T GOT A JOB I HAVEN'T SEEN MY BAND IN A WHILE AT LEAST NOTHING SEEMS TO LAST THAT LONG SO HIT THE ROAD BIG BLONDE TAKE ME HOME TO MISSISSIPPI IT'S NOT THAT I DON'T CARE, IT'S JUST MORE TO MAKE A PLAN DAYTONA CITY I'M THE MAN FOR WHAT IT'S WORTH YOU ALWAYS TAKE THE DARE, THAT'S WHAT I LOVE I'M GETTING TIRED OF THIS EARTH BUT THEY SAY SOME STONES ARE BETTER LEFT UNTURNED SO WHAT YOU SAY BIG BLONDE IS THAT ANOTHER WHISPERED PLAYING I'VE BEEN AROUND LONG ENOUGH TO KNOW YOU CAN'T TRUST A MAN DAYTONA CITY M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I
