I remember Florida
The land of endless malls
Images of Elvis flicks
Convertibles and blondes
And I remember crying
As you walked away along the shore
The last words I heard you say were what a bore
And I remember drinking
In those air-conditioned bars
Putting all my quarters in a jukebox
With big silver stars
And I remember Nat King Cole
Singing a song about the rain
Oh I'm feeling blue again
Oh I'm feeling blue again
And it was just like a vacation
Yea I'm sure we had us some fun
Yea it was just like a vacation
And I swear we even sat out in the sun
You see my mother owned a trailer home
On West Broward past A1A
And to beat the North wind
We took a spin
To that tin can by the sea
Well I thought she was mine
But she was just pa**ing time
She even pa**ed out of town in my car
And left me with Nat King Cole
And the silver stars
Nat King Cole and the silver stars
And it was just like a vacation
Yea I'm sure we had us some fun
Yea it was just like a vacation
And I swear we even sat out in the sun