ALITTLE VITAMIN SEA

Good afternoon Florida, how are you...
Well don'tcha know me, I'm your native gurl
I've been wandering your ole destin harbor
Just charters and their men who call this home
Say won't you watch them slice up the guests' proud catch
Feel the humid wind trace across your cheeks
And the sons of sons of sailors
And the sons of captain smitch
Ride any vessel you wish through the whisking abyss
Tourists with their galoshes floppin'
With chartermen rockin' to the gentle beat
This calmin' rhythm is all they feel
And i'll be gone when the day is done....