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Correct Number One Street Lyrics
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Bob Corley
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Correct Number One Street
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It is vacation time and we had decided That we'd go down yonder to Florida For it, don't you know Well, everybody told us that we Ought to go on Number One Street So we got on to it at Jacksonville And we had rid long there just a short ways When I saw this sign that said Free picnic tables, one mile So I said, let's stop and get us one Well, we had an awful time Getting it into the car It is made out of, it is made out Of concrete and all, you Know It crowded us so that I'd kinda wished That we had waited until we was On our way back to picked it up There's another billboard there There's all kinds of things to see If you've ever driven Number One Street You probably seen em There's a sign there, big billboard there It said, Sea Zoo, see a man eating fish Well, now that didn't interest us cause We was back here when the college boys Used to swaller em whole Bout this time, I was getting a little thirsty And we rode on down the highway there And I saw this sign that said, all the Orange juice that you can drink for a dime I said, stop the car right here Florida is fixing to get bankruptured Well, sir, we stopped there And I went up to the girl and I says Is that sign right, all the orange juice You can drink for a dime And she says, it sure is I says, here's my dime I'd like a glass of orange juice, please Well, she poured it out there And I drunk it down, it was good too And I said, I believe I'd like Another glass of orange juice And she said, that'll be another dime And I said, what do you mean Your sign there says, all the Orange juice you can drink for a dime And she says, well, you had one glass And that's all you can drink for a dime They's just a heap of sights down there That's worth looking at in Florida One of em was advertised right smart We kept seeing these billboards that said See Silver Springs through our glass bottoms Nothing would do but that we had to go So we went over there and we rid over The clearest water while the boat driver He named off all the springs They all had purty names The perry castle, the bridal chamber All except one and it is called The bottomless pit Well, the boat driver, he says, friends You're looking into the bottomless pit A spring so deep that no human eye Can see to the bottom It upset me when he said that cause I was Looking all the way to the bottom at the time And you know what was down there It is a sign that said, See Rock City Well, after we left Silver Springs there We got back on the number one street And headed on South Pretty soon, the driver He stopped the car And says, we're in Miami We've run out of land but if you Wanna sit in the car and wait a while They'll dredge up some more And I said, if it's all the same to you I'd just as leave, go by a boat You see, we'd hit on this idea Of a different vacation like Visiting a foreign land And we had decided That we'd go over yonder To the British island of Nausea Well, Sir, we got onto this boat Ship, I believe, the captain called it The S. S. Queen of Nausea And we sought sail That must be what the S. S. Is for Sought Sail In no time at all hardly We's surrounded complete by water And not a sight of land nowhere Cept under my fingernails I had the horrible feeling That we was lost at sea til I saw This big fish cork with a bell on it A ringing and a bobbing like A whale had tied into the line Well, I knowed right then That we wasn't lost Cause there's a sign on that fish cork It said, Stuckey's, ten miles Well, by next morning We had reached Nausea for sure So we went on shore to be touristers We saw the native straw market Where the natives is making All kinds of things outta straw But mostly, they is making money Out of the touristers It was all that the travel folders Said it was and more Rare, charming, old world, exotic Nausea Wasn't only exotic, it was expensive They had a native kind of music there In the nightclubs that they call Calypso Them are songs that tell a story Usually sad Well, Sir, when they brought the bill For the evening's entertainment I felt like writing one of them songs Right then and there I was gonna call it, The Tourister's Lament Or the I Ain't Never Been Calypso I had heard about the favorable I had heard about the favorable Rate of exchange over there for your money But I found out, it's in their favor We had what they call, an all expense tour And it sure was Well, finally we got back to Miami Florida, us of A and was getting Set to go ashore and they told us That we have to go through a custom Well, I went and this feller, he said to me Are you an American citizen, and I said Look here, I ain't been gone a week hardly yet And you done forgot that I'm a citizen Well, I am, thankfully And he says, what have you got to declare And I said, I declare I'm broke And glad to get back So then he said that we could go ashore And we went and got in the car and Headed back up Number One Street Just as fast as we could go And friends, I'm telling you If you ain't never been to Nausea Don't go, just send your money
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