Baby your string of Christmas lights, I don't know the front porch in July.
I'm a beach ball trying to bounce your way, what do you say?
Let's find a place we can let our Heartstrings ring, it's a yin-yang kind of thing.
Let's mix it up, and meet in the middle.
You bring the banjos, I'll bring the bongos.
You wear your boots, Ill wear the sandals.
I'll bring the rum, you bring the sweet tea.
Sounds cool to me.
I'll bring the heat you bring the Cool Breeze.
You be Kentucky ill be Miami.
Can't wait to see where the song goes.
You bring the banjos I'll bring the bongos.
Can't wait till my South of the Border meet a real Southern daughter.
Whistling Dixie lullaby with a little spice.
Your blue jean Magic with my passion.
Will Be Gone with the Wind, dancing baby we're going to be, a hard act to follow
You bring the banjos, I'll bring the bongos.
I'll put the palm tree, right on your dirt road.
You be shania, I'll be Enrique.
Sounds cool to me.
You be the y'all, I'll be the hola.
I'll be the lime and your Coca-Cola.
Can't wait to see where the song goes you bring the banjo I'll bring the bongos
You bring the banjos, I'll bring the bongos.
You wear your boots, Ill wear the sandals.
I'll bring the rum, you bring the sweet tea.
Hey, its cool girl.
I'll bring the heat you bring the Cool Breeze.
You be Kentucky ill be Miami.
Can't wait to see where the song goes.
You bring the banjos I'll bring the bongos.
You bring the banjos, I'll bring the bongos.
I'll put the palm tree, right on your dirt road.
You be shania, I'll be Enrique.
Sounds cool to me.
You be the y'all, I'll be the hola.
I'll be the lime and your Coca-Cola.
Can't wait to see where the song goes you bring the banjo I'll bring the bongos.