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My buddies from up north make fun of meBout the way I talk and my fear of jim cantoreBut they don't seeHow I was raised in the biggest small town in the southGoing from farms to beaches in a half hour drive southYeah, there's no place I'd rather beThan PensacolaMeet me where the blue angels fly so closeAt the line around the Krispy Kreme doughnutsAt the sugar sand beaches and Jerrys drive inWakin up in Bealuh not knowin where I beenLord knows that's where home isThat's PensacolaStuck on davis highway in rush hourAfter hurricane ivan hangin with Gulf PowerIn a 100 degree heatMade out a few times behind the boardwalk shellRocked out at Springfest when it was hot as hellYeah nowhere beatsHome sweet PensacolaMeet me where the blue angels fly so closeSongtexteAt the line around the Krispy Kreme doughnutsAt the sugar sand beaches and Jerrys drive inWakin up in Sluggos not knowin where I beenLord knows that's where home isThat's PensacolaGot my first lapdance at AretysHer name was Alexis and I was 18But she was 45Booty danced at Seville on teen nightWatched the ball drop at the beach and kissed my girl at midnightThought she was the love of my life(bullshit that cold heartless motherf*er) - noskiBut it was PensacolaRode the go carts at Sam's Fun CityMet a girl that was way too pretty for meAnd that's a factCelebrated Mardi Gras downtown and on the beachThey always said Mobile's was better but I still saw tittiesSo Mobile can kiss our assCuz we're PensacolaMeet me where the blue angels fly so closeAt the line around the Krispy Kreme doughnutsAt the sugar sand beaches and Jerrys drive inWakin up in Mobile cuz this place aint even closeLord knows that's where home isThat's PensacolaI kissed the moose at Mc Guire?'s a couple of timesDrove to nine mile just to get high for a whileWoke up at least four times at the Lillian linePut fireworks in shit for entertainment to pass the timeLost my v-card down on Hyde Park StreetBest 15 seconds of my life is you ask meThem Friday night lights are blindinWith them tigers and gators fightinBut we will never forget them titansWe eat lots of fish and then we throw itHit the jackpot in Biloxi and then come home and blow itPraise the St. Augustine grass then bitch and mow itRun out of dope from Mexico so we just grow itLie to the PPD when they ask where the dope wasWe was stuck in the Cordova mall parkin lot left hopelessAs to where we was or where we was goingBut hell we kept the jack and coke and coors flowinAs the beach wind was blowin our problems awayLivin the panhandle life like we aint promised tomorrow todayLive your whole life just to get the hell outta this placeOnly to move back three times before you finally faceTheres no place on this earth that I'd rather beThan Pensacola home of the aviation navyIn the middle of the bible belt with banks on every cornerWhere future former Alabama coaches come to get bonersTake a trip down Cervantes yours bound to fine a moanerThat's a homer proud to do what you please for a priceBut just make sure her downstairs aint infested with liceGot tipsy with Gypsies at the bluffs on the railroad tracksSaid fuck tate one last time when I thought I was blackTook too many trips to the dock and captain funGot my ass beat at Bamboo Willie's by Captain Morgan and his rumParty hopped ot my boy Ben's then Michelle's then to the Cabana LoungeEnded up at Waffle House then Whataburger and then I foundMyself passed out drunk as hell next to my bedWoke up hung over just to do it all over againMeet me where the blue angels fly so closeAt the line around the Krispy Kreme doughnutsAt the sugar sand beaches and Jerrys drive inWakin up at the Flora-Bama not knowin where I beenLord knows that's where home isThat's PensacolaMeet me where the blue angels fly so closeAt the line around the Krispy Kreme doughnutsAt the sugar sand beaches and Jerrys drive inWakin up at the Sandshaker with coke on my chin!Lord knows that's where home isThat's Pensacola Aus Songtexte Mania