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

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[?]

I’m my number one

That sweet smell of florida

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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 [?]

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Thank you