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1987cover

-written by Jeremy Gloff
-appears on 1987 (2008)

Tampa’s cute boy in New York said
Silly little hat hanging off his head
I look to my friend and I laugh inside
He’s got nothing on southern pride
So I dance to the left
Dance to the right
Love getting sweaty on a winter night
Dance to the left
Dance to the right
Party goin’ down I-4 tonight

Whoa – Tampa better clap your hands
Whoa – Orlando better better clap your hands
Whoa – Miami better clap your hands
Whoa – Everybody clap your hands

My favorite shoes and my favorite tee
Look in the mirror and I like what I see
Gonna rule the world give it my best shot
Gonna dance with the hottest friends I got
So I dance to the left
Dance to the right
Party going down south beach tonight
Bailando bailando
Ybor city best party I know

Whoa – Tallahassee better clap your hands
Whoa – Gainesville better clap your hands
Whoa – Panhandle and Keys better clap your hands
Whoa – Everybody clap your hands

Big buildings mean nothing to me
I’ll keep my palmettos and my greenery
Humid humid everybody getting wet
Saved by the south and I’ll never forget
All the problems problems drama drama drama
People from my past better stay away
You gotta save yourself – you gotta move forward
Gotta have pride in the place you live

Whoa – Jacksonville better clap your hands
Whoa – Lauderdale better clap your hands
Whoa – Whole world better clap your hands
Whoa – Everybody clap your hands