Florida
Hard to say I'm indifferent
Hard to know how deep in it
Am I at the beginning
Can I skip the middle and ending
Wading through the endless swamp
I pinch my nose and suck it up
Her lungs are filled with seaweed
Her mouth is full of algae
The tip of her tongue missing
Her gums decomposing
Those wretched memories on call
I drummed them up, I thought of them all
Oh sweet Florida man
I'm so glad it's you
But I don't understand
How you do what you do
Alligator infested
Samples left untested
Nothing more than expected
It's a method that's accepted
Wading through the endless swamp
I suck it up and move along
Too close for comfort
Middle of the summer
Wrapped up in a raincoat
Then tossed off of the airboat
Front and center in her yearbook
Early to mid 2000s look
Oh sweet Florida girl
I'm so sad it's you
And I won't get over
What happened to you
Oh no I've done it again
This time can't turn it around
I've got to pick up the parts
I've got to reel in the rod
Oh no I've done it again
This time can't turn it around
I've got to pick up the parts
I've got to reel in the rod
Oh sweet Florida girl
I'm so sad it's you
And I won't get over
What happened to you
Oh sweet Florida girl
I'm so sad it's you
And I won't get over
What happened to you
Hard to know how deep in it
Am I at the beginning
Can I skip the middle and ending
Wading through the endless swamp
I pinch my nose and suck it up
Her lungs are filled with seaweed
Her mouth is full of algae
The tip of her tongue missing
Her gums decomposing
Those wretched memories on call
I drummed them up, I thought of them all
Oh sweet Florida man
I'm so glad it's you
But I don't understand
How you do what you do
Alligator infested
Samples left untested
Nothing more than expected
It's a method that's accepted
Wading through the endless swamp
I suck it up and move along
Too close for comfort
Middle of the summer
Wrapped up in a raincoat
Then tossed off of the airboat
Front and center in her yearbook
Early to mid 2000s look
Oh sweet Florida girl
I'm so sad it's you
And I won't get over
What happened to you
Oh no I've done it again
This time can't turn it around
I've got to pick up the parts
I've got to reel in the rod
Oh no I've done it again
This time can't turn it around
I've got to pick up the parts
I've got to reel in the rod
Oh sweet Florida girl
I'm so sad it's you
And I won't get over
What happened to you
Oh sweet Florida girl
I'm so sad it's you
And I won't get over
What happened to you
Credits
Writer(s): Sean Raab, Laurence Rushworth
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