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Miami Lyrics - Morgan Wallen
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<!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>[Verse 1]<br>It gets cold in Tennesse in January<br>I done tagged out all my bucks<br>Wasn't no one seein' ducks<br>Thought that I could use some out the ordinary<br>Trade them pine trees for a palm<br>By the ocean, peace and calm<br>So I bought a seat and caught a buzz<br>Headed straight to South Beach<br>And there she was</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>[Pre-Chorus]<br>Havana in her accent<br>Coconut and Captain<br>And by the end of the day<br>She was beggin' me to stay in Miami</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>[Chorus]<br>It ain't nothin' like where I'm from, nah<br>Yeah, I can't keep my gun in my truck in Miami<br>They don't know my name at these bars<br>And you can't even see any stars in Miami<br>You got mе MIA for a couple days now<br>But it don't hit the same as my Tеnnessee town (Miami)<br>Except for gettin' sand in my boots<br>Ask yourself, "What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"<br>Miami<br>See Morgan Wallen Live<br>Get tickets as low as $89</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>You might also like<br>Don’t We<br>Morgan Wallen<br>Crazy Eyes<br>Morgan Wallen<br>Eyes Are Closed<br>Morgan Wallen</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>[Verse 2]<br>That sun went down and then she dragged me to the city<br>Took some elevator up, now it's whiskey in the club<br>And she dancin' with her body up against me<br>There ain't no out to these skirts, but they still got some curves in Miami</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>[Chorus]<br>It ain't nothin' like where I'm from, oh<br>Yeah, I can't keep my gun in my truck in Miami<br>They don't know my name at these bars<br>And you can't even see any stars in Miami<br>You got me MIA for a couple days now<br>But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town (Miami)<br>Except for gettin' sand in my boots<br>Ask yourself, "What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"<br>Miami</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>[Bridge]<br>Yeah, and then I bought a seat and caught a bus<br>Honestly, a part of me was still in love<br>With Havana in her accent<br>Coconut and Captain<br>Swear it almost happened<br>Damn, I almost stayed my ass in Miami</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>[Chorus]<br>It ain't nothin' like where I'm from, oh<br>Yeah, I can't keep my gun in my truck in Miami<br>They don't know my name at these bars<br>And you can't even see any stars in Miami<br>You got me MIA for a couple days now<br>But it don't hit the same as my Tennessee town (Miami)<br>Except for gettin' sand in my boots<br>Ask yourself, "What the hell is a redneck gon' do in Miami?"<br>Miami</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph -->
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