Too Much Sun

Surrounded by palm trees, I lie in the sand
Filled with a dread that I just don't understand
Take me back to Milwaukee, to the cold and the snow
I've been to Florida, I oughta know
And maybe it's time you knew too

That too much sun makes you stupid
Too much sun makes you dumb
Too much time at a tropical climate
Turns you into a moron

Too much sun makes you stupid
Too much sun makes you nuts
Too many days, too many ultraviolet rays
With a bikini thong jammed up your butt
Too much sun, it can drive you insane

There's tribes of old retired people
And they're acting so strange
Clerks, salespeople and bartenders
Can hardly make change
I don't think attentions spans ever were shorted
The waitress call you "Honey" and brings the wrong order
And nothing is cold but the food

Too much sun makes you stupid
Too much sun makes you rot
There's a reason, all right
Why half of every day is night:
It's not supposed to be so hot

Too much sun makes you lazy
Too much sun makes you nuts
Too many days, too many ultraviolet rays
With a bikini thong jammed up your butt
Too much sun, it can drive you insane

Too much sun makes you crazy
Too much sun makes you nuts
Too much sweat, too much Jimmy Buffet
Makes you forget
The important things you ought to know

Too much sun makes you lazy
Too much sun makes you nuts
Too many days, too many ultraviolet rays
With a bikini thong jammed up your butt
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