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Road Trippin, with my click Excited as all hell Blaring Beats through Bama Salty ocean I can smell We reach the main strip Find the Days Inn First we eat our fill Now where’s my gin The beach is a constant party Sunup to sundown We have three rooms connected Hailing  from T Town Many more friends are here Joining our festivities We spent more money on ***** Then any other amenities Man after man begins to drop Who will last the night Incorporate  the puke and rally Get back in the fight The week has reached it’s close Ready to head home Yet once we leave I know to well I’ll  miss the sea’s white foam Well so long my dear Panama Another trip I will make For I had the time of my life On my first spring break
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Feb 27, 2013
Feb 27, 2013 at 7:55 PM UTC
Panama Palms
Road Trippin, with my click Excited as all hell Blaring Beats through Bama Salty ocean I can smell We reach the main strip Find the Days Inn First we eat our fill Now where’s my gin The beach is a constant party Sunup to sundown We have three rooms connected Hailing  from T Town Many more friends are here Joining our festivities We spent more money on ***** Then any other amenities Man after man begins to drop Who will last the night Incorporate  the puke and rally Get back in the fight The week has reached it’s close Ready to head home Yet once we leave I know to well I’ll  miss the sea’s white foam Well so long my dear Panama Another trip I will make For I had the time of my life On my first spring break
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Feb 27, 2013
Feb 27, 2013 at 7:55 PM UTC
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