Lyrics:

(Jimmy Buffett):Well, I was bored to death in South BeachNot one celebrity spotted in daysShe was tired of her mood lunch and all peekin&ampapos; feetShe was just tired of just soaking up raysThen she saw him pull up to the stop lightIn that old ragtop she couldn&ampapos;t nameHe said, &ampapos;Hop inside. I&ampapos;m headin&ampapos; South. Take a right.I&ampapos;m just the next man you&ampapos;re gonna blame.&ampapos;,US-1 headin&ampapos; down US-1(Clint Black):Then he said, &ampapos;How &ampapos;bout lunch in Key Largo?&ampapos;There&ampapos;s a fish sandwich place down the roadOutta the sticksBut we can be back by sixNever leave our area codeWell, geography wasn&ampapos;t her strong point,She&ampapos;d never been passed the Dade Land MallSo they stopped on the way Lenny was happy to payFor a new thong and purple beach ballChorus 1 (Both):They&ampapos;re goin&ampapos; conky tonkin&ampapos;Cruisin&ampapos; on the weekend busReally conky tonkin&ampapos;Doin&ampapos; it just because(Jimmy Buffett):Havin&ampapos; too much fun to turn backThere were explorers in a Hot rod FordThey 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 middleOn the 7-Mile BridgeHe said, &ampapos;Bella, do you wanna see the rest?&ampapos;,She said, &ampapos;I haven&ampapos;t a care, Lenny, just take me there.&ampapos;,And they drove all the way to Key West(Clint Black):Well, she&ampapos;s never seen anything like itIn all of her 26 yearsWell, she was feelin&ampapos; a boozeAnd he was making his moveThey were quite a pair of pioneersChorus 2 (Both):They&ampapos;re goin&ampapos; conky tonkin&ampapos;Cruisin&ampapos; down US-1They&ampapos;re goin&ampapos; conky tonkin&ampapos;Tryin&ampapos; to catch up with the SunChorus 3 (Both):They&ampapos;re goin&ampapos; conky tonkin&ampapos;The engine is about to explodeReally goin&ampapos; conky tonkin&ampapos;Hey, they&ampapos;ll meet you at the end of the road