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Orlando

The Ugly Americans
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Well, I was sittin' naked in a Holiday Inn down in Orlando It was the morning of the last day of the year I didn't know who I was and I thought I might be Marlon Brando But if I was him, then what the hell was I doing here? So I asked myself, one simple question What would I do with the rest of my life? Well, if I knew I couldn't fail I guess I'd get the hell out of Orlando Find me a rich and a beautiful wife 'Cause I don't wanna do a damn thing And I wanna be appreciated I wanna get paid well for it I don't wanna be hated I don't wanna do a damn thing Except lie in the sun And honey, be loved, loved, loved, loved, loved By everyone, yeah So I called up an old friend, just to see how I was doing But he sounded like a robot And it was like I barely knew him So I said I had to go then I couldn't take it any longer 'Cause the desire to throw my naked body out the fifth floor Of the Holiday Inn kept getting stronger I tried to take a cold shower But I couldn't get my nerve up I just sat in that hotel room And tried to cut my own hair It was the worst idea That I had all day But goddamn it gets lonely down in M.L.O.R.I.D.E., yeah Oh, I don't wanna do a damn thing And I wanna be appreciated I wanna get paid well for it I don't wanna be hated I don't wanna do a damn thing Except lie in the sun And be loved, loved, loved, loved, loved By everyone, yeah C'mon Lay around in the sun, now Sittin' on the sand Lying on the beach Playing with rocks Kicking up the sand Playing with the beach, oh Well, I thought to myself What the hell was a J-Bird? And what the hell does it look like? And what the hell am I thinking? What the hell have I done? So I tried to write a good song This is all I got You know, I sang it for my girlfriend She said she liked it a lot, yeah Except the part about killing myself And the part about trying to find a rich wife Said I shoulda gone to Sea World You really shoulda gone to Sea World) I mighta had a better time (I mighta had a much better time) I said thanks for the input And thanks for the advice But honey, the only way I'm ever gonna Get back to Orlando is if I live twice 'Cause I don't wanna do a damn thing And I wanna be appreciated I wanna get paid well for it I don't wanna be hated I don't wanna do a damn thing Except lie in the sun And honey, be loved, loved, loved by everyone Oh, I don't wanna do a damn thing Well, let us stand corrected I just wanna get paid well for it And I wanna be respected I don't wanna do a damn thing Except lie in the sun And honey, be loved, loved, loved, loved, loved By everyone Oh, that's nice Oh, that's real sweet Oh honey, but I think I have to tuck myself back off to sleep Oh, that's bad