Conky Tonkin'

Well, I was bored to death in South Beach

Not one celebrity spotted in days

She was tired of her mood lunch and all peekin' feet

She was just tired of just soaking up rays

Then she saw him pull up to the stop light

In that old ragtop she couldn't name

He said, "Hop inside. I'm headin' South. Take a right.

I'm just the next man you're gonna blame.",

US-1 headin' down US-1

(Clint Black):

Then he said, "How 'bout lunch in Key Largo?"

There's a fish sandwich place down the road

Outta the sticks

But we can be back by six

Never leave our area code

Well, geography wasn't her strong point,

She'd never been passed the Dade Land Mall

So they stopped on the way Lenny was happy to pay

For a new thong and purple beach ball

Chorus 1 (Both):

They're goin' conky tonkin'

Cruisin' on the weekend bus

Really conky tonkin'

Doin' it just because

(Jimmy Buffett):

Havin' too much fun to turn back

There were explorers in a Hot rod Ford

They counted seabirds and cars stopped at all the cool bars

(Both):

Harmonically, they struck a cord

(Jimmy Buffett):

STOP! What was that?

Somewhere in the middle

On the 7-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

(Clint Black):

Well, she's never seen anything like it

In all of her 26 years

Well, she was feelin' a booze

And he was making his move

They were quite a pair of pioneers

Chorus 2 (Both):

They're goin' conky tonkin'

Cruisin' down US-1

They're goin' conky tonkin'

Tryin' to catch up with the Sun

Chorus 3 (Both):

They're goin' conky tonkin'

The engine is about to explode

Really goin' conky tonkin'

Hey, they'll meet you at the end of the road