FLA - Lynyrd Skynyrd

Mmmmmm 
Whoo 
That´s right 
Mmmmmm 

Well the dogs are barkin´ and I´m out rockin´ 
Nobody home to throw them a bone 
I was thinkin´ just the other day 
Yeah on my way back to USA 
Oh junk mail and bills in a letter box 
Out on the line are my dirty socks 
Had to jump the fence and break my lock 
Yeah 

Oh my God I´m back in FLA 
I got so much to do but I´m only here for a day 
Wish I could pay for it while I´m in it 
Seems like I´m there only for a minute 
Me and the bank own a house down in FLA 
Aww yeah 

What in the world am I gonna do 
Clock on the wall says a quarter to two 
Well the boys are on the bus and they´re waitin´ on me 
I got soap in my eyes and I can´t see 
Telephone´s ringin´ baby´s on the line 
Tired of being here doin´ my time 
Gotta hit the road runnin´ gotta get goodnight 
Yeah 

Oh my God I´m back in FLA 
I got so much to do but I´m only here for a day 
Wish I could pay for it while I´m in it 
Seems like I´m there only for a minute 
Me and the bank own a house down in FLA 
Whoohoo 
That´s right 

Oh wish I could pay for it while I´m in it 
Seems like I´m there only for a minute 
Me and the bank own a house 
Yeah me and the bank own a house 
Oh a run down shack 
In FLA 
Yeah 
That´s right 

FLA FLA FLA 
Yeah 
Ohoh 
Whoo!