Redneck Riviera

Headed south on 65, route 5 or 6 I’ll drive
There’s a place where the folks from dixie go
You don’t need no cowboy boots, trade’em in for a bathing suit
Hang out on the Gulf Of Mexico
On a weekend holiday
We don’t parlez vous francais
Turnin' it up from a sunny day
Then we dance the night away
On the redneck riviera
On the red-ed neck riviera
On the redneck riviera
It’s a paradise, oh yeah
(Oh) yeah
Sippin' hospitality under proud umbrella trees
Good ol' boys and the long necks scattered 'round
Girls come rushin' from a far when I strum «Louie Louie"on my old guitar
String bikini, happy hunting ground
On a weekend holiday
We don’t parlez vous francais
Turnin' it up from a sunny day
Then we dance the night away
On the redneck riviera
On the red-ed neck riviera
On the redneck riviera
It’s a paradise, oh yeah
(Oh) yeah
We don’t have to parlez vous francais
Well the surf is up in Alabam'
Mississippi, Florida and the Gulf shore sand
Stoke your fire with a sunny day, yeah
Just like them folks in St. Tropez
On the redneck riviera
On the red-ed neck riviera
On the redneck riviera
It’s a paradise, oh yeah
It’s a paradise, oh yeah
It’s a paradise, Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh, the surf is up in Florida down
Panama City to the Destin Sound
You can stoke your fire with a sunny day, yeah
Just like them folks in St. Topez
Hey this is the south
Not the south of France