[Verse 1] Another greasy spoon, another lukewarm cup She’s sittin’ cross from me, tryin’ to fill me up With dreams of a picket fence, a life that ain't so rough God, I love her so much it makes me tough [Chorus] Out here in the Florida sun, with a blackened gun Tryna make a livin’ for my number one He said a pretty thing like me shouldn't have to run But the things I’ve done... oh, the things I've done Under the Florida sun. [Verse 2] He smelled like stale beer and cheap cologne, said "Let's go for a ride" Had a real mean look hidin' deep down inside Felt his heavy hand, nowhere left to hide So I showed him the devil I keep by my side [yeah] [Chorus] Out here in the Florida sun, with a blackened gun Tryna make a livin’ for my number one He said a pretty thing like me shouldn't have to run But the things I’ve done... oh, the things I've done Under the Florida sun. [Bridge] Wipin' down the vinyl, smellin' like cheap pine Tellin’ my baby everything is gonna be just fine Just another john, just another crossed line This blood money's yours, and baby, you are mine. [Outro] Yours and mine... [Acoustic guitar fades out] Under the Florida sun...
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