Looks like it's time to trim the fat
They're digging a hole right through the 'Glades
By the time that we get through, I'll have no use for you
Won't you be so proud of the mess I made?
My sweet, sweet, sweet Okeechobee
Running through the shallows with cottonmouth Cypress knees
My sweet, sweet, sweet Okeechobee is calling me
With a forearm tan and a bottle that's where I'll be
One time I brought a woman friend home with me
For too damn long she couldn't stand the heat and mosquitos
She said I had to choose but she never thought she'd lose
When it comes to the one I love it's plain to see
It's my sweet, sweet, sweet Okeechobee
Running through the shallows with cottonmouth Cypress knees
My sweet, sweet, sweet Okeechobee is calling me
With a forearm tan and a bottle that's where I'll be
Got a four wheel drive and a three gun rack
A two eyed stove and a one room shack
My paint job is starting to peel and there's a crack in my windshield
You can bet each time I leave I'll be looking back
To my sweet, sweet, sweet Okeechobee
Holy blackwater with sawgrass and citrus trees
My sweet, sweet, sweet Okeechobee is calling me
With a forearm tan and a bottle that's where I'll be
You can find me
With a forearm tan and a bottle that's where I'll be
You can find me
With a forearm tan and a bottle that's where I'll bed

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