Florida, don't let your daddy get you down

That good in you will make it easier somehow

You woke up this morning praying it would snow

You won't do too good in the cold, you know

Whatever it is, it makes you not trust your mind

You won't find no comfort on the borderline, no anytime

Florida

You better hold out your hand

If it's the line you understand

Then cross it, baby, and move on

Now and then

Your mother needs you there

Let it be unspoken

But perfectly clear

She used to follow the love of her life

It's hard to accept

She's a dead man's wife

Whatever it is, it makes you not trust your mind

You won't find no comfort on the firing line, no anytime

Florida

You better hold out your hand

If it's the line you understand

Then cross it, baby, and move on

Florida

We've all been there somehow

If time isn't now, then when?

Get out while you still can!