Intro
(E) Got my suntan oil, and a rebel flag
Stuck a Florida road map in my saddle (B) bag
I think Panam(A)a (E) City, would be a good place to start
On this little vacation, to loosen up my (B) heart
Orange Bloss(A)om (E) trail, over into Orlando
I heard some wild tales about the women there, standin' out on the (B) road
And when you leave (A) out of (E) there, on a midnight ride
Take the highway down to that famous (B) town, on the ocean(E)side
(B) Daytona (A) nights - they make you (E) dance
All the girls got that (A) centerfold pose
And they all got a (E) tan
And if they're lookin' for love
It's like a risin' (A) tide
And it will swallow you (E) up
Like sand to the (B) hubs
Daytona (E) nights
Now the Boothill Sal(E)oon and the Last Resort
That's a few of the sights, ya need to be lookin' (B) for
Hawaiian Trop(A)ic (E) women, they got the best buns of all
I love the way they sway when they walk up and say
"Hey, and how are (B) ya'll"
So we swam (A) all (E) day, and we played all night
And I never wanna leave this free as a (B) breeze
Daytona (E) life
Never...
(B) Daytona (A) nights - they make you (E) dance
All the girls got that (A) centerfold pose
And they all got a (E) tan
And if they're lookin' for love
It's like a risin' (A) tide
And it will swallow you (E) up
Like sand to the (B) hubs
Daytona (E) nights
Yes, if they're lookin' for love
It's like a stormy (A) tide
And it will swallow you (E) up
Like sand to the (B) hubs
Daytona (E) nights
Stuck in those Daytona nights
(B) (A) (E)
Here comes the tide...