Joe Nichols - Talk Me Out Of Tampa Lyrics
Eighty Dollars Round Trip,Any Where You Fly,Well That Sounds Like A Winner.But Before I Book The FlightThey Talk Me Out Of Tampa.Well Tell Me 'bout New Orleans,Just When Is That Mardi Gras,Well Then How 'bout Chicago,Is It Still Cold There Now Or Not,Talk Me Out Of Tampa.I Mean Surely There's A Hurricane,Due To Hit There Any Day,Won't They Close The BeachesAnd The AirportWell Maybe It's Still Way Too Hot,Or Did I Hear Somewhere You StoppedFlyin' Into That Part Of The CountryYou Can Think Of Somethin' Can't Ya,Just Talk Me Out Of TampaBetween That First Right At Busch GardensAnd Room Eight Bay Side MotelThere's No Way Around The MemoriesDon't Let Me Do This To MyselfTalk Me Out Of TampaI Just Wind Up At Her Front Door,She's Still Livin' There I Bet,Oh But What If She's Not There AloneThere Goes What Pride I've Got Left.Talk Me Out Of Tampa. (please)I Mean Surely There's A Hurricane,Due To Hit There Any Day,Won't They Close The BeachesAnd The Airport.Well Maybe It's Still Way Too HotOr Did I Hear Somewhere You StoppedFlyin' Into That Part Of The CountryYou Can Think Of Somethin' Can't Ya,Just Talk Me Out Of TampaPut Me Some Where,Nowhere Even CloseTo Where I Feel When My Heart Broke,Exactly Six Months Ago This Weekend.I Just Need To Get Away,Without Your Help Mam I'm Afraid,It Wouldn't Be Aget Away At All.You Can Make Up Somethin' Can't Ya.Just Talk Me Out Of Tampa.Eighty Dollars Round-tripAny Where You Fly...
