"summers in florida" lyrics

I split a j with some friends
I got too high to answer
Sing all the words to sweet home Alabama
Get drunk on a beach
End up in the keys
And watch the sunrising east
And we'll have some real funny stories
About summers in Florida
And how we stayed till 3 in the morning
At hard rock casino
Drank too much tequila
Bet all our money on football and FIFA

Now I'm on my own
And its a long way home
And I don't know where to go
But I'm still here holding on

And we'll smoke some Cuban cigars
Get kicked out of bars
Throw a party in Jordan's backyard
In the middle of April
The neighborhood hates us
They called the cops so we called in a favor
And damn that was lucky
You're parents knew nothing
Stayed up late talking shit about something
That won't even matter
I miss weekends together
Because now were living like none of this happened

Now I'm on my own
And its a long way home
And I don't know where to go
But I'm still here holding on
Now I'm on my own
And its a long way home
And I don't know where to go
But I'm still here holding on