Lyrics

Headed south on 65, route 5 or 6 I'll drive There's a place where the folks from dixie go You don't need no cowboy boots, trade'em in for a bathing suit Hang out on the Gulf Of Mexico On a weekend holiday We don't parlez vous francais Turnin' it up from a sunny day Then we dance the night away On the redneck riviera On the red-ed neck riviera On the redneck riviera It's a paradise, oh yeah (Oh) yeah Sippin' hospitality under proud umbrella trees Good ol' boys and the long necks scattered 'round Girls come rushin' from a far when I strum "Louie Louie" on my old guitar String bikini, happy hunting ground On a weekend holiday We don't parlez vous francais Turnin' it up from a sunny day Then we dance the night away On the redneck riviera On the red-ed neck riviera On the redneck riviera It's a paradise, oh yeah (Oh) yeah We don't have to parlez vous francais Well the surf is up in Alabam' Mississippi, Florida and the Gulf shore sand Stoke your fire with a sunny day, yeah Just like them folks in St. Tropez On the redneck riviera On the red-ed neck riviera On the redneck riviera It's a paradise, oh yeah It's a paradise, oh yeah It's a paradise, Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh, the surf is up in Florida down Panama City to the Destin Sound You can stoke your fire with a sunny day, yeah Just like them folks in St. Tropez Hey this is the south Not the south of France