Local Girls

I was kicked back in a rented cabana

Easing my mind with some old Carlos Santana

Nibbling on banana MoonPie

When I swore I saw an angel from Heaven floating by

Then I thought, no, no way, she must be from around here

She got one of those tans you just know she wears all year

Swaying, sashaying, flip-flopping along

Like wherever she may be is right where she belongs

And I thought, ooh, I love the local girls

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I love the local girls

Lo-lo-local, lo-lo-local, lo-lo-local girls

I said, "Madam, if you have nowhere to go

Can I interest you in an ice cold Pacifico?"

And she said, "As luck would have it, I got nothing but time"

She reached in her backpack

Said down here you'll find

That a lady don't leave home without a couple of limes

And I said

Ooh, I love the local girls

Oh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la

I love the local girls

Later on, she took me to this bar built out of cinder blocks

One of those joints with a notice to Shell parking lot

While we were dancing, she whispered, "I like you a lot"

And I said, "My my my, go on, say that one more time"

Five years later, here I am, intermittent

With a couple of toe heads

As that big orange sun is setting

I can't believe how good it's still getting

As I watch my daughters splashing in the water

And I said, ooh, I love the local girls

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I love the local girls

Here she comes now

Lo-lo-local, lo-lo-local, lo-lo-local girls

Lo-lo-local, lo-lo-local, I love the local girls

Lo-lo-local, lo-lo-local

I love the local girls

I love the local girls

I love the local girls