| Honey, for our date tonight
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| I’ve got the perfect place to go
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| I was thinkin' 'bout a candlelight seafood dinner
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| At this little place on the Gulf of Mexico
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| Don’t look at me like I’m crazy darlin'
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| Just hear me out
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| 'cause we can be there by tomorrow
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| If we pack up and hit the road right now
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| We’ll spend the night in Birmingham
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| At your brother’s house on the way down
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| Then we’ll find us a motel room with and ocean view
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| Boy, take my hand
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| Let’s get wild and free
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| We sure could stand
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| A little just you and me
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| Don’t need no reason other than
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| Just 'cause we can
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| We’ll go for a day or two and just hang out on the beach
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| It might turn into a week or so, or who knows
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| Honey, we may never leave
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| I bet you could get a gig sellin' hot dogs on the boardwalk
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| And I could make a buck or two playin' Buffett tunes
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| Boy, take my hand
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| Let’s get wild and free
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| We sure could stand
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| A little just you and me
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| Don’t need no reason other than
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| Just 'cause we can
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| So, baby, grab your flip flops, a little Coppertone
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| And a change of clothes
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| There ain’t no tellin' where this might lead
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| Boy, take my hand
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| Let’s get wild and free
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| We sure could stand
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| A little you and me
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| Don’t need no reason other than
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| No, we don’t need no reason other than
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| Ah, just 'cause we can
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| Just 'cause we can
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| Ah, just 'cause we can |