Gasparilla
Lyrics
I'm not even here, cause in my head, I'm in sunny FLA
Thinking of the fun I'm gonna have when I get to Tampa Bay
Well I'm not going to St. Pete
But I hear it's freakin' sweet
They got that cool Dali museum
And I'm not going to Clearwater
Though I hear I really oughta
Grouper sandwiches so big you won't believe em
I'm going down to the pirate parade
Gonna watch the Krewe invade!
Oooh, Gasparilla
I'm not ready to go home
Ooooh, Gasparilla
I came here by myself, but I'm not alone
No one is alone at Gasparilla
I show up at 9 with a fresh cigar
And a cooler that rolls behind me
If catching beads were a contest, I'd probably be the winner
But I still don't know where the people go
At night when the parade's over
I always pass out before dinner
January's getting hot this year
So grab a lukewarm beer!
Oooh, Gasparilla
I'm not ready to go home
Ooooh, Gasparilla
I came here by myself, but I'm not alone
Everyone's got a home at Gasparilla
I don't fit it in at home
So I take that flight alone
And touchdown in a place where they accept me
And I got nothing to lose
So I applied to join several krewes
There's no way they'll all reject me
Oooh, Gasparilla
I'm not ready to go home
Ooooh, Gasparilla
I came here by myself, but I'm not alone
Writer(s): Nick Faber
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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