Lyrics:
Bella was bored to death with South Beach
Not one celebrity spotted in days
She was tired of her mood
Lunchin’ on vegan food
She was tired of just soakin’ up rays then she saw him pull up to the stoplight
In an old ragtop that she couldn’t name
He said “hop inside I’m headin’ south take a ride
I’m just the next man that you’re gonna blame”
U.S. 1, headin’ down U.S. 1

Lenny said how ‘bout lunch in Key Largo
There’s a fish sandwich place down the road
Kinda out in the sticks
But we can be back by six
And never leave our area code

Well geography wasn’t her strong point
She’d never been past the Dadeland mall
So they stopped on the way
Lenny was happy to pay
For her new thong and purple beach ball

chorus

They’re goin’ conky tonkin’
Cruisin’ on a weekend buzz
Really conky tonkin’
Doin’ it just because

bridge

Havin’ too much fun to turn back
They were explorers in a hot rod Ford
They counted seabirds and cars
Stopped at all the cool bars
Harmonically they struck a chord

Stop! What was that
Somewhere in the middle of the Seven Mile Bridge
He said bella do you want to see the rest
She said “I haven’t a care
Lenny, just take me there”
And they drove on all the way to Key West

Well she’d never seen anything like it
In all of her twenty-six years
Bella was feeling the groove
Lenny was makin’ his move
They were quite a pair of pioneers

chorus

They’re goin’ conky tonkin’
Cruisin’ down U.S. 1
They’ll be conky tonkin’
Tryin’ to catch up with the sun

chorus

They’ll be conky tonkin’
Their engine is about to explode
Goin’ conky tonkin’
Hey they’ll meet you at the end of the road

dialogue