Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA
I'm right here in Ft. Lauderdale
One of the few not out on bail.
The city of fun in the sun.
I saw it once - in '91.
I see palms swaying in the breeze
And watch for swimming refugees
Who've risked it all - all that they own
To come and make our town their home.
The snowbirds chase the early birds,
Attack the Rascal House in herds.
We have a big state lottery
And Indians sell smokes, tax-free.
Each year the tourist hoards invade,
Wear yellow shorts...drink Gator-Ade.
Though they invade our beach like leeches
We smile at all those sons of beaches.
Why do we smile? The simple fact is
Thanks to them, there's no state taxes
So we just smile and say hello
Then cheer the day they finally go.
Our bird - the plastic pink flamingo
Our slogan - "Hot damn! I've got Bingo!"
With Spanglish our official lingo
And foreigners are known as "gringo".
If one can disregard the lootings,
Pay no mind to the drive-by shootings,
Laugh at corruption in city hall,
This is a great place, after all!!!