Joe Nichols - Talk Me Out Of Tampa lyrics

Eighty dollars round trip, anywhere you fly

Well, that sounds like a winner, but before I book the flight

Hey, talk me out of Tampa

Well, tell me 'bout New Orleans, just when is that Mardi Gras?

Well, then how about Chicago?

Is it cold there now or not?

Talk me out of Tampa

I mean surely there's a hurricane due to hit there any day

Won't that close the beaches and the airport?

Or maybe it's still way too hot or did I hear

Somewhere you stopped flyin' into that part of the country?

You can think of somethin' can't ya?

Just talk me out of Tampa

Between that first ride at Busch Gardens

And room eight, Bayside Motel

There's no way around the memories

Don't let me do this to myself

Talk me out of Tampa

I'd just wind up at her front door

She's still living there, I bet

Oh, but what if she's not there alone

There goes what pride that I've got left

Talk me out of Tampa, please

I mean surely there's a hurricane due to hit there any day

Won't that close the beaches and the airport?

Or maybe it's still way too hot or did I hear

Somewhere you stopped flyin' into that part of the country?

You can think of somethin' can't ya?

Just talk me out of Tampa

Put me somewhere, nowhere even close

To where I feel when my heart broke

Exactly six months ago this weekend

I just need to get away

Without your help, ma'am, I'm afraid

It wouldn't be a getaway at all

You can make up somethin' can't ya?

Just talk me out of Tampa

Eight dollars round trip, anywhere you fly