Come To Florida (Florida Song II)

Places with culture are always so dirty

Culture emits and spits its residue on the streets

Violence goes hand-in-hand along with the beauty

It isn't pretty so I'm going to leave

Let's move to Florida, we can all be tanned and pretty

Where people don't seem to know what's happening at all

Oh, lets move to Florida, they call Tampa a city

And all roads lead to the mall

Oh, I'll miss the theatre and all those museums

Ah! there's plenty of acting going on wherever you go

And if you miss the feel of long ago, you don't have to worry

You can always bump into someone who is old

Or they'll bump in you with their car, or their boat

Always bump into someone who is close to a hundred years old

Oh, let's move to Florida, we can all be tanned and pretty

Where people don't seem to know what's happening at all

Oh, lets move to Florida, get to know Mickey and Mini

And all roads lead to the mall

Oh, I'll collect seashells and turn them into lamp lights

And send them all to all my friends in New York and L.A.

They'll feel sorry for me but what they don't know is

That I'm the one who is running away

Oh, I've move to Florida, where we can all be tanned and pretty

Where people don't seem to know what's happening at all

Oh, lets move to Florida, they call Tampa a city

And all roads lead to the mall