(Bobby Braddock) Mason jars on the dresser Filled with quarters and dollars savin em for our trip around the world But now you've changed your tune There'll be no honeymoon So I'm going there without you girl I'm going down to Mexico in a glass of tequila Going down to Purto Rico in a bottle of rum Going to Honolulu in a mai tai mug Then I'm coming back home to Georgia in a jug. We'll never ride that bus to Mexico City It's a pity we'll never sail our ship into Waikiki and We'll never share that brick suburban home Today I'm taking that money out of the jar Tonight I'll buy my ticket down at the corner bar I'm going down to Mexico in a glass of tequila Going down to Purto Rico in a bottle of rum Going to Honolulu in a mai tai mug Then I'm coming back home to Georgia in a jug.
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