Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Conky Tonkin', artist - Jimmy Buffett. Album song License to Chill, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 15.11.2018
Record label: Mailboat
Song language: English
Conky Tonkin' |
Bella was bored to death at South Beach, |
Not one celebrity spotted in days |
She was tired of her mood, |
Lunchin' on vegan food |
She was tired of just soakin' up rays |
Then she saw him pull up to the stoplight |
In an old ragtop that she couldn’t name |
He said, «Hop inside, I’m headin' south, take a ride, |
I’m just the next man that you’re gonna blame.» |
U.S. 1, headin' down U.S. 1 |
Lenny said, «How 'bout lunch in Key Largo? |
There’s a fish sandwich place down the road |
Kinda out in the sticks, |
But we can be back by six, |
Never leave our area code.» |
Well, geography wasn’t her strongpoint- |
She’d never been past the Dadeland Mall |
So they stopped on the way, Lenny was happy to pay |
For her new thong and purple beach ball. |
They’re goin' conky tonkin', cruisin' on a weekend buzz |
Really conky tonkin', doin' it just because |
Havin' too much fun to turn back |
They’re explorers in a hotrod Ford |
They counted seabirds and cars, stopped at all the cool bars |
Harmonically they struck a chord |
Stop! |
What was that? |
Somewhere in the middle of the Seven Mile Bridge, |
He said, «Bella, do you wanna see the rest?» |
She said, «i haven’t a care, |
Lenny, just take me there» |
And they drove all the way to Key West |
Well, she’d never seen anything like it |
In all of her twenty-six years |
Bella was feelin' the groove, |
Lenny was makin' his move |
They were quite a pair of pioneers |
They’re goin' conky tonkin', cruisin' down U.S. 1 |
They’ll be conky tonkin', trying to catch up with the sun |
They’re goin' conky tonkin', the engine is about to explode |
Goin' conky tonkin', hey, they’ll meet you at the end of the road. |
End of the road? |
What do we do then? |
Rev it up and jump that buggy to Havana |
We’re goin' conky tonkin'. |