Capo 2

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Best friends in a pickup truck, we were Panama City bound 
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Eight hours in the back, wind blowin with the sun beatin down 
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Makin plans to raise some hell, celebratin our senior year 
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I had a trash bag full of clothes and a suitcase full of beer 
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We got pulled over by the Alabama state patrol 
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But they never found the booze, so they had to let us go 
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If I could do it again, you know Id do it the same 


Got a room at the Beach Club Inn, it was a dump but we didnt care 
Between the cruisin and the beach and the clubs we were hardly ever there 
Wed get drunk and raise some hell and Id play my guitar in the sand 
Everyone would come and sing along and the pretty girls would dance 
The Florida shore it really put a spell on me 
Turned a quiet Sunday school boy into the life of the party 


Chorus 1:
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If I could do it again you know Id do it the same 
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Id pass out on the beach drinkin Golden Grain 
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Id wake up covered in sand with that bottle in my hand 
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Then Id go for a swim and start drinkin again 
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Oh Id break all the rules, just like I used to do 
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If I could do it again, yeah 


I met a girl from Tennessee, no I dont remember her name 
But I can still see her top pulled down and that belly button ring 
We kissed but I didnt tell, no, I had to keep it hush on the down low 
I had girlfriend back at home and she didnt need to know 
Sure I felt a little guilty as we dusted off our clothes 
But she was wild and she was fine Lord, worth every lie I told 

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If I could do it again, you know Id do it the same 
With the one night stands and the drinkin games 
You know Id check out the girls at the clubs, hookin up whenever I could 
Sex on a beach never tasted as good 
Id break my first loves heart, forget to hide the fingernail marks 
If I could do it again, yeah 

Id get sunburned on a new tattoo, lose my favorite jeans and my tennis shoes 
Get kicked out of my hotel room and sleep in the truck for a night or two 
Blow all my money, have to call my dad and work two months to pay him back 
Take bong hits and laugh like hell, flick the police off and get hauled to jail 
If I could do it again Id do it the same, not one regret I wouldnt change a thing


Chorus 3:
You know Id check out the girls at the clubs, hookin up whenever I could 
Id wake up covered in sand with that bottle in my hand 
Oh Id break all the rules, just like I used to do 
If I could do it again, How bout youyeah