

Lauderdale Larry
wakes up slow
No pants on, just flip flops and ash
Chip crumbs stuck where they shouldn't go
Regret heavy like the morning crash
Met Dale from Dade on that hazy day
Cocaine lines and cheap whiskey play
Hookers laughing in the sand
All the trouble
we could stand (whoa-oh)
Flip flops dragging through the tide
Cigarette ash in his tangled hair
The night before was a wild ride
Now the sun burns without a care
Met Dale from Dade on that hazy day
Cocaine lines and cheap whiskey play
Hookers laughing in the sand
All the trouble
we could stand (yeah)
The haze clears but the story stays
Two fools in flip flops
lost
in the waves
Larry and Dale with crack smoke rising Cheap beer cans in the
setting sun
Lo-fi harmonies drifting on
Regret and laughter
all in one