You ask me what time is it in Florida What if I told you I don't know? We're always waiting for the weekend Get drunk and let it all go We're trying hard to get it all right All the right exits to take But it's a crash course in forgiveness And I make a lot of mistakes And every time you drive through my town You send a picture of the light But do you ever pass up the yellow And make it home sooner tonight? Well your town has so many stop signs A chance to pause see where you've gone I tend to move a little faster Cause my town only has the one