Daytona Nights

E
 Got my suntan oil, and a rebel flag
                                      B
Stuck a Florida road map in my saddle bag
             A E
I think Panama City, would be a good place to start
                                         B
On this little vacation, to loosen up my heart
            A  E
Orange Blossom trail, over into Orlando
                                                                   B
I heard some wild tales about the women there, standin' out on the road
                   A      E
And when you leave out of there, on a midnight ride
                                     B                 E
Take the highway down to that famous town, on the oceanside
B        A                      E
 Daytona nights - they make you dance
                       A
All the girls got that centerfold pose
                   E
And they all got a tan

And if they're lookin' for love
                   A
It's like a risin' tide
                        E
And it will swallow you up
                 B
Like sand to the hubs
        E
Daytona nights
                    E
Now the Boothill Saloon and the Last Resort
                                                  B
That's a few of the sights, ya need to be lookin' for
             A  E
Hawaiian Tropic women, they got the best buns of all

I love the way they sway when they walk up and say
                  B
"Hey, and how are ya'll"
           A   E
So we swam all day, and we played all night
                                       B
And I never wanna leave this free as a breeze
        E
Daytona life

Never...
B        A                      E
 Daytona nights - they make you dance
                       A
All the girls got that centerfold pose
                   E
And they all got a tan

And if they're lookin' for love
                   A
It's like a risin' tide
                        E
And it will swallow you up
                 B
Like sand to the hubs
        E
Daytona nights

Yes, if they're lookin' for love
                   A
It's like a stormy tide
                        E
And it will swallow you up
                 B
Like sand to the hubs
        E
Daytona nights

Stuck in those Daytona nights
B A E
Here comes the tide...