We would like to dedicate this song to a recently turbulent chunk of real estate, at the end of Highway 41 just south of the Alligator Alley in the Florida Peninsula, and to a certain distinguished resident there, you may know him, Mr. Wayne Cochran. My brother Jake will sing about that town.

Going back to Miami (Going back to Miami)
Going back to my girl (Going back to my girl)
I said I'm going back to Miami (Going back to Miami)
Going back to my girl (Going back to my girl)

I've got to get back to my baby,
and take her in my arms again.
I got to get back to my baby,
I ain't seen her since I don't know when.
Got to get back down to Florida
Lay out in the morning sun.
Got to get back to Miami,
have a whole lotta fun.

Going back to Miami (Going back to Miami)
Going back to my girl, come on (Going back to my girl)
I said I'm going back to Miami (Going back to Miami)
Going back to my girl (Going back to my girl)
Look out!

(solo)

Going back to Miami (Going back to Miami)
Going back to my girl (Going back to my girl)
I said I'm going back to Miami (Going back to Miami)
Going back to my girl (Going back to my girl)

Gotta gotta gotta get back (Gotta gotta gotta get back)
I gotta gotta gotta get back (Gotta gotta gotta get back)
Gotta gotta gotta get back (Gotta gotta gotta get back)
Gotta gotta gotta get back (Gotta gotta gotta get back)
Look out!

Chicago, Illinois.
Los Angeles, California.
Philadelphia, P.A.
San Fransisco.
New York, New York.
Dallas, Texas.
Atlanta, Georgia.

Going back to Miami (Going back to Miami)
Going back to my girl (Going back to my girl)
I said I'm going back to Miami (Going back to Miami)
Going back to my girl (Going back to my girl)

** In the background, after the fireworks, you hear Elwood, I believe, yell "The Blues Brothers!!" **