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Bella was bored to death with South Beach
Not one celebrity spotted in days
She was tired of her mood
Lunchin' on vegan food
She was tired of just soakin' up rays

Then she saw him pull up to the stop light
In an old ragtop that she couldn't name
He said, 'Hop inside I'm headin' south take a ride
I'm just the next man that you're gonna blame'
US 1, headin' down US 1

Lenny said, 'How 'bout lunch in Key Largo
There's a fish sandwich place down the road
Kinda out in the sticks
But we can be back by six
And never leave our area code'

Well, geography wasn't her strong point
She'd never been past the Dadeland Mall
So they stopped on the way
Lenny was happy to pay
For her new thong and purple beach ball

They're goin' conky tonkin'
Cruisin' on a weekend buzz
Really conky tonkin'
Doin' it just because

Havin' too much fun to turn back
They were explorers in a hot rod Ford
They counted sea birds and cars
Stopped at all the cool bars
Harmonically they struck a chord

Stop! What was that
Somewhere in the middle of the Seven Mile Bridge
He said, 'Bella do you want to see the rest'
She said, 'I haven't a care
Lenny, just take me there'
And they drove on all the way to Key West

Well she'd never seen anything like it
In all of her twenty-six years
Bella was feeling the groove
Lenny was makin' his move
They were quite a pair of pioneers

They're goin' conky tonkin'
Cruisin' down US 1
They'll be conky tonkin'
Tryin' to catch up with the sun

They'll be conky tonkin'
Their engine is about to explode
Goin' conky tonkin'
Hey they'll meet you at the end of the road

©2004 Coral Reefer Music