Joe Nichols – Talk Me Out Of Tampa Lyrics  Share

From Joe Nichols's album: III

Eighty dollars round trip, anywhere you fly
Well, that sounds like a winner, but before I book the flight
Hey, talk me out of Tampa
Well, tell me ^,bout New Orleans, just when is that Mardi Gras?
Well, then how about Chicago?
Is it 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 that close the beaches and the airport?
Or maybe it^,s still way too hot or did I hear
Somewhere you stopped flyin^, into that part of the country?
You can think of somethin^, can^,t ya?
Just talk me out of Tampa

Between that first ride at Busch Gardens
And room eight, Bayside Motel
There^,s no way around the memories
Don^,t let me do this to myself
Talk me out of Tampa
I^,d just wind up at her front door
She^,s still living there, I bet
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Oh, but what if she^,s not there alone
There goes what pride that 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 that close the beaches and the airport?
Or maybe it^,s still way too hot or did I hear
Somewhere you stopped flyin^, into that part of the country?
You can think of somethin^, can^,t ya?
Just talk me out of Tampa

Put me somewhere, nowhere even close
To where I feel when my heart broke
Exactly six months ago this weekend
I just need to get away
Without your help, ma^,am, I^,m afraid
It wouldn^,t be a getaway at all
You can make up somethin^, can^,t ya?
Just talk me out of Tampa
Eight dollars round trip, anywhere you fly
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