The Sweet Smell of Florida

I woke up this morning I told myself [?] I taste the sweat on her cheek I cut her name in my arm I told her I loved her AIn’t no round trip tickets Ain’t no round trip tickets where i’m going now That sweet smell of Florida I can taste it on her lips [?] on her fingers [?] on her hips She’s my number one She’s my number one She’s my nu- And I wake up With saltwater in my hair [?] [?] I’m my number one That sweet smell of florida [?] She goes up, when it drips down This thing ain’t bad This thing [?] [?] I work so hard I work so hard I put in seven days a week I’m not gonna take the back door I’m not gonna take the back door Whale City, Whale City, Whale City Whale I ain’t gonna take [?] She’s my number one She’s my number one My number one Whale City number one I do it all, I’ve seen the [?] [?] Thank you