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

Chorus

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