(Jimmy Buffett):
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

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