Nobody From Nowhere Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
I'm Nobody from Nowhere
That You've ever heard of anyway
Ain't no city, way down there
You could've heard a pin drop anytime of day
But I'm not sorry no I'm not sad
Though it might take a whole day just to drive down here and visit
Not to worry, It's not too bad
Nothin' much to do but that ain't a hardship really is it
[Chorus:]
Just waitin' for a car to drive by
Just so we can say hello (hello!)
Starin' at a starry night sky
Dreaming of somewhere to go
'til that day comes I'll be there
Alone without a care
Nobody, Nobody from Nowhere
I'm Nobody from Nowhere
You've ever heard of anyway
Ain't no reason you should care
There's a P. O. box and 4-way stop and farms and fields and cows
[Chorus:]
Waitin' for a car to drive by
Just so we can say hello (hello!)
Starin' at a starry night sky
Dreaming of somewhere to go
'til that day comes I'll be there
Alone without a care
Nobody, Nobody from Nowhere
[Guitar solo]
[Chorus:]
Waitin' for a car to drive by
Just so we can say hello (hello!)
Starin' at a starry night sky
Dreaming of somewhere to go
'til that day comes I'll be there
Alone without a care
Nobody, Nobody from Nowhere
Nobody, Nobody from Nowhere
That You've ever heard of anyway
Ain't no city, way down there
You could've heard a pin drop anytime of day
But I'm not sorry no I'm not sad
Though it might take a whole day just to drive down here and visit
Not to worry, It's not too bad
Nothin' much to do but that ain't a hardship really is it
[Chorus:]
Just waitin' for a car to drive by
Just so we can say hello (hello!)
Starin' at a starry night sky
Dreaming of somewhere to go
'til that day comes I'll be there
Alone without a care
Nobody, Nobody from Nowhere
I'm Nobody from Nowhere
You've ever heard of anyway
Ain't no reason you should care
There's a P. O. box and 4-way stop and farms and fields and cows
[Chorus:]
Waitin' for a car to drive by
Just so we can say hello (hello!)
Starin' at a starry night sky
Dreaming of somewhere to go
'til that day comes I'll be there
Alone without a care
Nobody, Nobody from Nowhere
[Guitar solo]
[Chorus:]
Waitin' for a car to drive by
Just so we can say hello (hello!)
Starin' at a starry night sky
Dreaming of somewhere to go
'til that day comes I'll be there
Alone without a care
Nobody, Nobody from Nowhere
Nobody, Nobody from Nowhere
Wings Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
I've been up around the stratosphere
At 31,000 feet
I'm gonna fly on out of here
On wings that you can't see
If you're gonna fly high without fear
You're gonna have to learn to love the atmosphere
And you gotta learn to use those wings
That you can't see
I been shreddin' on the mountains of the moon
On a weekend whim
I been looking out for life on Mars
Ground control to Major Jim
All these things could be yours too
If you'd just take another point of view
Everybody's got a pair of wings that they can't see
I've got wings that you can't see
I have wheels on my feet
Way up high I feel free
On these wings you can't see
I don't need no runway, I got fuel here in my bong
I can buzz at treetop flyer level all day long
Now I'm looking down on tiny cars
Tiny swimmers in the water
And tiny beach bars
And all because of these wings that you can't see
I've got wings that you can't see
I have wheels on my feet
Way up high I feel free
On these wings you can't see
Maybe if you open up your mind
You might learn some things
God only knows what you might find
Floatin' on those wings
You can try to fly away from all your problems
Well I'm here to say
That ain't the way to solve them
I can only help you with wings
That you can't see
We have wings that we can't see
We have wheels on our feet
Way up high we'll be free
On these wings we can't see
You have wings look and see
Silver wings like Merle and me
Come up up to Cloud 9B
Come on take a little taste of freedom
High up in a cloudland kingdom
Take a little trip on wings that you can't see
At 31,000 feet
I'm gonna fly on out of here
On wings that you can't see
If you're gonna fly high without fear
You're gonna have to learn to love the atmosphere
And you gotta learn to use those wings
That you can't see
I been shreddin' on the mountains of the moon
On a weekend whim
I been looking out for life on Mars
Ground control to Major Jim
All these things could be yours too
If you'd just take another point of view
Everybody's got a pair of wings that they can't see
I've got wings that you can't see
I have wheels on my feet
Way up high I feel free
On these wings you can't see
I don't need no runway, I got fuel here in my bong
I can buzz at treetop flyer level all day long
Now I'm looking down on tiny cars
Tiny swimmers in the water
And tiny beach bars
And all because of these wings that you can't see
I've got wings that you can't see
I have wheels on my feet
Way up high I feel free
On these wings you can't see
Maybe if you open up your mind
You might learn some things
God only knows what you might find
Floatin' on those wings
You can try to fly away from all your problems
Well I'm here to say
That ain't the way to solve them
I can only help you with wings
That you can't see
We have wings that we can't see
We have wheels on our feet
Way up high we'll be free
On these wings we can't see
You have wings look and see
Silver wings like Merle and me
Come up up to Cloud 9B
Come on take a little taste of freedom
High up in a cloudland kingdom
Take a little trip on wings that you can't see
Big Top Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Just like Santa, I come around once a year
Time to break out all of your party gear
There'll be a jump up out on the lawn, just look for those fans
Singing along with your favorites once again
Walking this tumultuous tight rope ain't no sweat
Nowhere else I'd rather be, you can bet
Working without a net might seem severe
But if I fall I know it will appear
And it's a big time under the big top, there's nothing' wrong with that
Rumbaing in my flip-flops, I'm an accessory in front of the pack
Come on, baby, let's rock, the circus has come to town
It's a big time under the big top, don't you just love the sound?
Fortune tellers full of a gossip and news
The tattoo man is wearing his points of view
Under the big top's where we all belong
Just a good vibe crowd happen to sing along
And it's a big time under the big top, ain't nothing wrong with that
Dancing the part in my flip-flops, a watching this three ring act
Come on, baby, let's rock, the circus has come to town
It's a big time under the big top, don't you love to move around?
Just like Santa, I come around once a year, ho, ho, ho
Time to break out all of your party gear
There'll be a jump up out on the lawn, just look for those fans
Left, right, left, singing along with your favorites once again
And it's a big time under the big top, ain't nothing wrong with that
Rumbaing in my flip-flops, watching this three ring act
Come on, baby, let's rock, the circus has come to town
It's a big time under the big top, don't you just love the sound?
Love the sound, move around
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Time to break out all of your party gear
There'll be a jump up out on the lawn, just look for those fans
Singing along with your favorites once again
Walking this tumultuous tight rope ain't no sweat
Nowhere else I'd rather be, you can bet
Working without a net might seem severe
But if I fall I know it will appear
And it's a big time under the big top, there's nothing' wrong with that
Rumbaing in my flip-flops, I'm an accessory in front of the pack
Come on, baby, let's rock, the circus has come to town
It's a big time under the big top, don't you just love the sound?
Fortune tellers full of a gossip and news
The tattoo man is wearing his points of view
Under the big top's where we all belong
Just a good vibe crowd happen to sing along
And it's a big time under the big top, ain't nothing wrong with that
Dancing the part in my flip-flops, a watching this three ring act
Come on, baby, let's rock, the circus has come to town
It's a big time under the big top, don't you love to move around?
Just like Santa, I come around once a year, ho, ho, ho
Time to break out all of your party gear
There'll be a jump up out on the lawn, just look for those fans
Left, right, left, singing along with your favorites once again
And it's a big time under the big top, ain't nothing wrong with that
Rumbaing in my flip-flops, watching this three ring act
Come on, baby, let's rock, the circus has come to town
It's a big time under the big top, don't you just love the sound?
Love the sound, move around
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da
Beautiful Swimmers Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Marilyn Monroe did a night shoot in a pool
Posing naked for a playboy spread
She was old, but she still was cool
When they wrapped right after midnight
And the crew went to the bar
Norma Jean just did the backstroke
Like she was reachin' for a fallen star
[Chorus:]
Beautiful Swimmers they know how to move
Slidin' cross the water like a steel guitar
Beautiful Swimmers stay in the groove
Riding constant currents near and far
Standing in a tidal pool just east of Baltimore
Watching little blue crabs navigate the eastern shore
Every bayou stream and river in time runs to the sea
Every flounder, tadpole, and softshell feels the choreography
There all Beautiful Swimmers who know how to move
Sneakin' pass the draggers and the oyster bars
Beautiful Swimmers just feel the groove
Painting liquid brush strokes like renoir
I miss my dorsal fin, I'm a big fish out of water
Dwellin' on the coastal plain
Now If I was as rich as the agacon
I tell you what I would do
Buy every man, woman, and child on this planet
A mask and a snorkle too
Then I'd leave this big migration
Destination Chesapeake Bay
Then we'd splash our way around the world
Life is just a water ballet
Come all you Beautiful Swimmers who know how to move
Let's crowd across the water like a steel guitar
Beautiful Swimmers stay in the groove
Fetching constant currents near and far
Posing naked for a playboy spread
She was old, but she still was cool
When they wrapped right after midnight
And the crew went to the bar
Norma Jean just did the backstroke
Like she was reachin' for a fallen star
[Chorus:]
Beautiful Swimmers they know how to move
Slidin' cross the water like a steel guitar
Beautiful Swimmers stay in the groove
Riding constant currents near and far
Standing in a tidal pool just east of Baltimore
Watching little blue crabs navigate the eastern shore
Every bayou stream and river in time runs to the sea
Every flounder, tadpole, and softshell feels the choreography
There all Beautiful Swimmers who know how to move
Sneakin' pass the draggers and the oyster bars
Beautiful Swimmers just feel the groove
Painting liquid brush strokes like renoir
I miss my dorsal fin, I'm a big fish out of water
Dwellin' on the coastal plain
Now If I was as rich as the agacon
I tell you what I would do
Buy every man, woman, and child on this planet
A mask and a snorkle too
Then I'd leave this big migration
Destination Chesapeake Bay
Then we'd splash our way around the world
Life is just a water ballet
Come all you Beautiful Swimmers who know how to move
Let's crowd across the water like a steel guitar
Beautiful Swimmers stay in the groove
Fetching constant currents near and far
Turn Up The Heat And Chill The Rose Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Up around the pole
Where the penguins patrol
And the scientific gang
Need a cozy place to hang
There's a party in the makin'
And all the igloos are a shakin'
At the top of the world today
Six months of dark's a bummer
So they invent a little summer
It doesn't take much
Just a decorator's touch
And a tropical state of mind
And of course you add some wine
And that's when it's time to play
So turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Take off your Uggs
And let your metatarsals play
Even though the South of France
Is 10,000 miles away
We can turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
But grapes out on the ocean
Are gonna feel some motion
You don't want that pink wine bruisin'
When that juice boat starts cruisin'
You need some imagination
To deal with temperature fluctuation
Nobody wants to get burned
I don't want be the last
And I am surely not the first
But out in the Sahara
A man could die of thirst
So before I left for Africa
I planned for that mistaica
I took rose from Porquerolles
And coffee from Jamaica
So turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Stretch out on the beach
And let your metatarsals play
Even though Le Select
Is 10,000 miles away
You'll survive the desert heat
If you chill the rose
Don't matter if your North
Or South of the Equator
You can pour it over ice
Or right from the 'frigerator
A message in a bottle
A tool to keep cool
Cool Cool Cool
Cool Cool Cool
Now you know that outer space
Is a very frigid place
Nothing to sustain us
All the way out past Uranus
If we're gonna ride these rockets
We need some protein in our pockets
And a little wine for the ride
So if you're looking for adventure
Don't forget about thirst quenchers
Life can be a banana split
It can also turn to shit
And if you're out of tweeter range
And the landscape's getting strange
Here's my advice to you
Turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Take off your Uggs
And let your metatarsals play
Even though La Bete de Nazelles
Is 10,000 miles away
We can turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Stretch out on the beach
And let your metatarsals play
Even though the Eden Roc
Is 10,000 miles away
You'll survive the summer heat
If you chill the rose
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
So turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Stretch out on the beach
And let your metatarsals play
Even though the ocean's frozen
And there's mountains of sorbet
We'll survive this global warming
If you chill the rose
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Rose
Where the penguins patrol
And the scientific gang
Need a cozy place to hang
There's a party in the makin'
And all the igloos are a shakin'
At the top of the world today
Six months of dark's a bummer
So they invent a little summer
It doesn't take much
Just a decorator's touch
And a tropical state of mind
And of course you add some wine
And that's when it's time to play
So turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Take off your Uggs
And let your metatarsals play
Even though the South of France
Is 10,000 miles away
We can turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
But grapes out on the ocean
Are gonna feel some motion
You don't want that pink wine bruisin'
When that juice boat starts cruisin'
You need some imagination
To deal with temperature fluctuation
Nobody wants to get burned
I don't want be the last
And I am surely not the first
But out in the Sahara
A man could die of thirst
So before I left for Africa
I planned for that mistaica
I took rose from Porquerolles
And coffee from Jamaica
So turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Stretch out on the beach
And let your metatarsals play
Even though Le Select
Is 10,000 miles away
You'll survive the desert heat
If you chill the rose
Don't matter if your North
Or South of the Equator
You can pour it over ice
Or right from the 'frigerator
A message in a bottle
A tool to keep cool
Cool Cool Cool
Cool Cool Cool
Now you know that outer space
Is a very frigid place
Nothing to sustain us
All the way out past Uranus
If we're gonna ride these rockets
We need some protein in our pockets
And a little wine for the ride
So if you're looking for adventure
Don't forget about thirst quenchers
Life can be a banana split
It can also turn to shit
And if you're out of tweeter range
And the landscape's getting strange
Here's my advice to you
Turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Take off your Uggs
And let your metatarsals play
Even though La Bete de Nazelles
Is 10,000 miles away
We can turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Stretch out on the beach
And let your metatarsals play
Even though the Eden Roc
Is 10,000 miles away
You'll survive the summer heat
If you chill the rose
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
So turn up the heat
And chill the rose
Stretch out on the beach
And let your metatarsals play
Even though the ocean's frozen
And there's mountains of sorbet
We'll survive this global warming
If you chill the rose
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Rose
Summerzcool Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
You messed up, you read the paper
You accidentally watched the news
You inadvertently find yourself in the vicinity of the blues
Bust your ass to get the good life
You make a habit out of overtime
When the big report card comes
Your priorities are way out of line
[Chorus:]
You need to go to summerzcool
Get to the beach or at least in the pool
Time to go to summer school
Remember what is and is not cool
Time out for bad behavior
Time off, you've been under the gun
High time somebody told you
It's time to let those puppies run
What's up with this recession?
I refuse to participate
The answer to your burning question
Is dancing on your tailgate
It's time to go to summerzcool
Remember what is and is not cool
Oh, summerzcool
There is a time and a place to act like a fool
At summerzcool
Get your ass to a beach or at least in a pool
At summerzcool
Know when to keep and to break all the rules
Beer 101.
Sex 102.
Tune it in, turn it out
That's what I'm talking about
It's time to go to summerzcool
The courses are easy and there are no rules
At summerzcool
Remember what is and is not cool
You need to stay in summerzcool
This is the time and the place to act like a fool
Oh, summerzcool
Just know when to keep and to break all the rules
You accidentally watched the news
You inadvertently find yourself in the vicinity of the blues
Bust your ass to get the good life
You make a habit out of overtime
When the big report card comes
Your priorities are way out of line
[Chorus:]
You need to go to summerzcool
Get to the beach or at least in the pool
Time to go to summer school
Remember what is and is not cool
Time out for bad behavior
Time off, you've been under the gun
High time somebody told you
It's time to let those puppies run
What's up with this recession?
I refuse to participate
The answer to your burning question
Is dancing on your tailgate
It's time to go to summerzcool
Remember what is and is not cool
Oh, summerzcool
There is a time and a place to act like a fool
At summerzcool
Get your ass to a beach or at least in a pool
At summerzcool
Know when to keep and to break all the rules
Beer 101.
Sex 102.
Tune it in, turn it out
That's what I'm talking about
It's time to go to summerzcool
The courses are easy and there are no rules
At summerzcool
Remember what is and is not cool
You need to stay in summerzcool
This is the time and the place to act like a fool
Oh, summerzcool
Just know when to keep and to break all the rules
Rhumba Man Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Well, I'm the same old guy that I used to be
I haven't changed at all
I got the same old walk, the same old talk
That will drive you up the wall
The same old face the same old smile
The same old baby blues
I'm still doing the rhumba, baby
I'm still the man for you
[Chorus:]
I'm still doing the rhumba baby
I can't seem to quit
If my mama catches us doing the rhumba
Mama would just pitch a fit
I can't help myself, it's much bigger than me
If I were you, I would hang onto a rhumba man like me
There's lots of guys in this crowd tonight
With a lot slicker glasses than me
They got their fins to the left fins to the right
For everyone to see
I might be old fashioned
But that's ok with me
'Cause I got a couple of rhumba moves
That You might like to see
[Chorus]
Now I'm the same old guy that I used to be
I haven't changed at all
I got the same old walk, the same old talk
That will drive you up the wall
The same old face the same old smile
The same old baby blues
I'm still doing the rhumba, baby
I'm still the man for you
[Chorus 2x]
I haven't changed at all
I got the same old walk, the same old talk
That will drive you up the wall
The same old face the same old smile
The same old baby blues
I'm still doing the rhumba, baby
I'm still the man for you
[Chorus:]
I'm still doing the rhumba baby
I can't seem to quit
If my mama catches us doing the rhumba
Mama would just pitch a fit
I can't help myself, it's much bigger than me
If I were you, I would hang onto a rhumba man like me
There's lots of guys in this crowd tonight
With a lot slicker glasses than me
They got their fins to the left fins to the right
For everyone to see
I might be old fashioned
But that's ok with me
'Cause I got a couple of rhumba moves
That You might like to see
[Chorus]
Now I'm the same old guy that I used to be
I haven't changed at all
I got the same old walk, the same old talk
That will drive you up the wall
The same old face the same old smile
The same old baby blues
I'm still doing the rhumba, baby
I'm still the man for you
[Chorus 2x]
We Learned To Be Cool From You Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Friend friend
We are at it again
Blastin' off to Timbuktu
I said it before I'll say it again
We learned to be cool from you
Hey lady in the Mermaid Cafe
Bathed in a spotlight of blue
Singing those Sarah Vaughan songs until dawn
We learned to be cool from you
Maybe I can parlez a little Francais
Maybe I can even write a whole page a day
Do a crossword puzzle in a minute or two
But I learned to be cool from you
Hey Mr. Moustache look what we've done
Lived longer than they thought we could do
Through all of the games and all of our fame
We learned to stay cool from you
Hey there Leonard and Willie on the stage
Still singing your songs pure and true
Who would have thought that time could be bought
We learned to stay cool from you
Maybe I can parlez a little Francais
Maybe I can even write a whole page a day
Do a crossword puzzle in a minute or two
But I learned to be cool from you
You said it's more about music
And less about fame
You taught us it's okay
To play without shame
It's more about life
And the right thing to do
Hang on to the hullabaloo
Hey Captain Walter steering for the stars
Always knowing that your vision was true
It was your sign off note that kept us afloat
We learned to be cool from you
Maybe I can parlez a little Francais
Maybe I can still write a whole page a day
Do a crossword puzzle in a second or two
But I learned to be cool from you
I learned to be cool from you
We are at it again
Blastin' off to Timbuktu
I said it before I'll say it again
We learned to be cool from you
Hey lady in the Mermaid Cafe
Bathed in a spotlight of blue
Singing those Sarah Vaughan songs until dawn
We learned to be cool from you
Maybe I can parlez a little Francais
Maybe I can even write a whole page a day
Do a crossword puzzle in a minute or two
But I learned to be cool from you
Hey Mr. Moustache look what we've done
Lived longer than they thought we could do
Through all of the games and all of our fame
We learned to stay cool from you
Hey there Leonard and Willie on the stage
Still singing your songs pure and true
Who would have thought that time could be bought
We learned to stay cool from you
Maybe I can parlez a little Francais
Maybe I can even write a whole page a day
Do a crossword puzzle in a minute or two
But I learned to be cool from you
You said it's more about music
And less about fame
You taught us it's okay
To play without shame
It's more about life
And the right thing to do
Hang on to the hullabaloo
Hey Captain Walter steering for the stars
Always knowing that your vision was true
It was your sign off note that kept us afloat
We learned to be cool from you
Maybe I can parlez a little Francais
Maybe I can still write a whole page a day
Do a crossword puzzle in a second or two
But I learned to be cool from you
I learned to be cool from you
Life Short Call Now Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Billboards promise paradise
And tattoos "done while you wait"
Possible futures all laid out
On the sweeping curve of the interstate
Got no city, got no land
Got no lover, got no wife
How many ways to say goodbye
Can one man fit in a nomad life?
Life short-call now
Lone car waxes, then it wanes
Leaves only voices in the hall
And in the room next door to mine
The bed is banging on the wall
You've no idea how I long
For even one loving caress
For you to step into my heart
Without deception or duress
Life short-call now
And tattoos "done while you wait"
Possible futures all laid out
On the sweeping curve of the interstate
Got no city, got no land
Got no lover, got no wife
How many ways to say goodbye
Can one man fit in a nomad life?
Life short-call now
Lone car waxes, then it wanes
Leaves only voices in the hall
And in the room next door to mine
The bed is banging on the wall
You've no idea how I long
For even one loving caress
For you to step into my heart
Without deception or duress
Life short-call now
Surfing In A Hurricane Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
I fee like Goin' Surfing in a Hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfing in a hurricane
We left the bar last night about half past eight
Down to the Alabama shore, not the Aloha state
This storm may pass, it was too late
Hey, we ain't the kind to evacuate
The impact zone is callin' out my name
Sea monster night pulling nothing but pride and fear
St. Christopher may not get our asses outta here
Flooded roads, trailer parks
Maybe a tornado workin' in the dark
The perfect life, riding to eternity
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfing in a hurricane
The waves were hard, the seas were high
Wicked thunderbolts flashed in my eyes
We swam out to the sandbar in the dark
Howling at the moon, cussin' at the sharks
[Guitar Solo]
I made the first drop and my cojones were in my throat
The second wave hit me
Brother, that's all she wrote
Upside down, water on the brain
Into the bottom, but feelin' no pain
Screamin like a Seaman, paddlin' out again
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfing in a hurricane
We left the bar last night about half past eight
Down to the Alabama shore, not the Aloha state
This storm may pass, it was too late
Hey, we ain't the kind to evacuate
The impact zone is callin' out my name
Sea monster night pulling nothing but pride and fear
St. Christopher may not get our asses outta here
Flooded roads, trailer parks
Maybe a tornado workin' in the dark
The perfect life, riding to eternity
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfing in a hurricane
The waves were hard, the seas were high
Wicked thunderbolts flashed in my eyes
We swam out to the sandbar in the dark
Howling at the moon, cussin' at the sharks
[Guitar Solo]
I made the first drop and my cojones were in my throat
The second wave hit me
Brother, that's all she wrote
Upside down, water on the brain
Into the bottom, but feelin' no pain
Screamin like a Seaman, paddlin' out again
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like makin' love in the pouring rain
I ain't afraid of dyin'
I got no need to explain
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
I feel like goin' surfin' in a hurricane
Buffet Hotel Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Well the train slipped into the station
A worn out steel blue soul
A relic from colonial days
When the French were still in control
Lorsque les Francais ont ete en controle
It's an outpost in transition
Where the faithful in the bar
Know from the whistle and the squeaking wheels
That the next stop is Dakar
La prochaine etape etait Dakar
Talk on the radio
Talk on the street
Talk of men with money loco from the heat
Talk about the rail band
Pickin up the beat
We lit that great reunion
With the headlights on the jeep
And there's history on that jukebox
Where the spies and scoundrels dwell
It was the place to go in Bamako
Direction Buffet Hotel
Direction Buffet Hotel
Now we're lost in the Sahara
Four hours north of Tombouctou
Lookin' for a nomad who knows
Or maybe some wandering Jew
Allons a Essakane, Syndou
(Get us to Essakana, Syndou)
Then we heard that Tuareg combo
We had come so very far
And we were welcomed out of history
By the wind, the sand and the stars
J'ai commence a le percevoir
Sand in the couscous
Sand in the wine
There was sand in my guitar case
Stories in my mind
Machine guns on the hilltop
Camels in my tent
Buried in a sandstorm
As the music came and went
Well we crawled out of that desert
And the storm erased our tracks
The Sahara showed her heart to us
And then she took it back
Well we made it back to Bamako
Before that last call bell
We bought rounds for all our newfound friends
We owned Buffet Hotel
Nous avons eu Buffet Hotel
I recall dipomats
And hookers
I saw strangers diggin' wells
And for that one great night in Bamako
We owned Buffet Hotel
A worn out steel blue soul
A relic from colonial days
When the French were still in control
Lorsque les Francais ont ete en controle
It's an outpost in transition
Where the faithful in the bar
Know from the whistle and the squeaking wheels
That the next stop is Dakar
La prochaine etape etait Dakar
Talk on the radio
Talk on the street
Talk of men with money loco from the heat
Talk about the rail band
Pickin up the beat
We lit that great reunion
With the headlights on the jeep
And there's history on that jukebox
Where the spies and scoundrels dwell
It was the place to go in Bamako
Direction Buffet Hotel
Direction Buffet Hotel
Now we're lost in the Sahara
Four hours north of Tombouctou
Lookin' for a nomad who knows
Or maybe some wandering Jew
Allons a Essakane, Syndou
(Get us to Essakana, Syndou)
Then we heard that Tuareg combo
We had come so very far
And we were welcomed out of history
By the wind, the sand and the stars
J'ai commence a le percevoir
Sand in the couscous
Sand in the wine
There was sand in my guitar case
Stories in my mind
Machine guns on the hilltop
Camels in my tent
Buried in a sandstorm
As the music came and went
Well we crawled out of that desert
And the storm erased our tracks
The Sahara showed her heart to us
And then she took it back
Well we made it back to Bamako
Before that last call bell
We bought rounds for all our newfound friends
We owned Buffet Hotel
Nous avons eu Buffet Hotel
I recall dipomats
And hookers
I saw strangers diggin' wells
And for that one great night in Bamako
We owned Buffet Hotel
A Lot To Drink About Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Hey, have you noticed that the world has changed
That the news is all bad
Well, I think it
That the news is all bad
Well, I think it
Bama Breeze Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
At the Bama Breeze
You can shoot some pool down there
You can act a fool down there
You can play it cool down there
At the Bama Breeze
You can drink some beer down there
Argue, laugh, and cheer down there
Pass another year down there
Jimmy got caught smoking a joint
Out behind the bar
Sittin' in his car
And they took him to jail
The tip jar paid his bail
In 1984 Mick Jagger
Passed through town
Bought the house a round
Signed his name on the wall
In the Ladies bathroom stall... yeah
At the Bama Breeze
I turned 21 down there
Had too much fun down there
Stumbled out with the sun down there
Saturday Nights the Bouncer Grady
Lets the ladies in free with the fake I.D
And the short-enough skirt
Yea figures what the hell could it hurt
Second set the owner Lulu
Get's up with the band
A beer in her hand
And sings "Freebird" slow
Then she raises a toast
Here's to Ronnie and the boys
Now everybody make some noise!
At the Bama Breeze
You're one of our own down there
You never drink alone down there
Good God I feel at home down there
At the Bama Breeze
You're one of our own down there
You never drink alone down there
Good God I feel at home down there
You can shoot some pool down there
You can act a fool down there
You can play it cool down there
At the Bama Breeze
You can drink some beer down there
Argue, laugh, and cheer down there
Pass another year down there
Jimmy got caught smoking a joint
Out behind the bar
Sittin' in his car
And they took him to jail
The tip jar paid his bail
In 1984 Mick Jagger
Passed through town
Bought the house a round
Signed his name on the wall
In the Ladies bathroom stall... yeah
At the Bama Breeze
I turned 21 down there
Had too much fun down there
Stumbled out with the sun down there
Saturday Nights the Bouncer Grady
Lets the ladies in free with the fake I.D
And the short-enough skirt
Yea figures what the hell could it hurt
Second set the owner Lulu
Get's up with the band
A beer in her hand
And sings "Freebird" slow
Then she raises a toast
Here's to Ronnie and the boys
Now everybody make some noise!
At the Bama Breeze
You're one of our own down there
You never drink alone down there
Good God I feel at home down there
At the Bama Breeze
You're one of our own down there
You never drink alone down there
Good God I feel at home down there
Party At The End Of The World Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Calling Paris
Come in London
Come in New York
Hello Rio
The bad news is the world is ending
The good news is there's a party
But you better get here quick
When you feel like a written off actor on Deadwood
About to get fed to the pigs
When that preacher's bus from hell
Blastin' just cowbell
Parks itself in front of your digs
There's a place you can go called Tierra Del Feugo
Down in the Southern Hemisphere
It's kinda Troy without Helen
Past the Straits of Magellan
Things are always looking up down here
Cause there's a party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do the tango twirl (tango twirl)
Forget the temples in Nepal
Cancel the fete in Montreal
There's a party at the end of the world
It seems like I've run out of reasons to be here
So I'm just gonna steal from myself
If your attitude's appalling
There's a latitude that's calling
Get yourself past that continental shelf
Now the band that we hired
Is playing quite inspired
Singing Eskimos and eunuchs from Bangkok
And this location's so nice
We'll never run out of ice
'Cause Antarctica's just around the block
And there's a party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do the tango twirl (tango twirl)
Now don't make that big mistaica
And wind up with Miss Jamaica
At the party at the end of world
Flying machines, yellow submarines
French girls in cowboy decor- "D'accord"
RSVP isn't needed you see
And they all just be screaming for more-AMOUR
Now in case you hadn't heard
Things are getting quite absurd
No one really shocks us that's for sure
Roadside bombers and tsunamis
Oh god How I miss those Commies
No one really plays fair anymore
But I've spoken to the yogis
And had meetings with my roadies
Who tell me that arrangements are complete
Just below the "Roaring forties"
I am going to fly some sorties
So you best reserve that cherished window seat
To the party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do that tango twirl (tango twirl)
I don't care about "the Rapture"
When there's native girls to capture
There's a party at the end of the world
Who cares if there's no playa
We'll be rocking in Ushuaia
At the party at the end
You surely must attend
The party at the end of the world
Come in London
Come in New York
Hello Rio
The bad news is the world is ending
The good news is there's a party
But you better get here quick
When you feel like a written off actor on Deadwood
About to get fed to the pigs
When that preacher's bus from hell
Blastin' just cowbell
Parks itself in front of your digs
There's a place you can go called Tierra Del Feugo
Down in the Southern Hemisphere
It's kinda Troy without Helen
Past the Straits of Magellan
Things are always looking up down here
Cause there's a party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do the tango twirl (tango twirl)
Forget the temples in Nepal
Cancel the fete in Montreal
There's a party at the end of the world
It seems like I've run out of reasons to be here
So I'm just gonna steal from myself
If your attitude's appalling
There's a latitude that's calling
Get yourself past that continental shelf
Now the band that we hired
Is playing quite inspired
Singing Eskimos and eunuchs from Bangkok
And this location's so nice
We'll never run out of ice
'Cause Antarctica's just around the block
And there's a party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do the tango twirl (tango twirl)
Now don't make that big mistaica
And wind up with Miss Jamaica
At the party at the end of world
Flying machines, yellow submarines
French girls in cowboy decor- "D'accord"
RSVP isn't needed you see
And they all just be screaming for more-AMOUR
Now in case you hadn't heard
Things are getting quite absurd
No one really shocks us that's for sure
Roadside bombers and tsunamis
Oh god How I miss those Commies
No one really plays fair anymore
But I've spoken to the yogis
And had meetings with my roadies
Who tell me that arrangements are complete
Just below the "Roaring forties"
I am going to fly some sorties
So you best reserve that cherished window seat
To the party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do that tango twirl (tango twirl)
I don't care about "the Rapture"
When there's native girls to capture
There's a party at the end of the world
Who cares if there's no playa
We'll be rocking in Ushuaia
At the party at the end
You surely must attend
The party at the end of the world
Weather With You Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Walking around the room singing
Stormy weather at 57 Mount Pleasant Street
Well its the same room but everything's different
You can fight the sleep but not the dream
Things aint cooking in my kitchen
Strange affliction wash over me
Julius Caesar and the roman empire
Couldn't conquer the blue sky
Well There's a small boat made of china
It's Goin nowhere on the mantlepiece
Do I lie like a loungeroom lizard
Or do I sing like a bird released
Everywhere you go
You always take the weather with you
Everywhere you go
You always take the weather with you
Stormy weather at 57 Mount Pleasant Street
Well its the same room but everything's different
You can fight the sleep but not the dream
Things aint cooking in my kitchen
Strange affliction wash over me
Julius Caesar and the roman empire
Couldn't conquer the blue sky
Well There's a small boat made of china
It's Goin nowhere on the mantlepiece
Do I lie like a loungeroom lizard
Or do I sing like a bird released
Everywhere you go
You always take the weather with you
Everywhere you go
You always take the weather with you
Everybody's On The Phone Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Message in a bottle, rhythm of a drum
Smoke signals and telegraphs make the airwaves hum
But that's all ancient history like bongs and Lincoln Logs
Now we livin' like the Jetsons in a wacky wireless fog
Talkin' squawkin' hawkin' who knows if anybody's gettin' through
Toasters talk to crackberries, Boston to Bombay
Teenage schemes and Ma-bell's dreams as minutes tick away
We act like crazy people talking to ourselves
Crashing cars in conversation while that shit flies off the shelf
The information superhighways locked up like a L.A. traffic jam
Everybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone
Do you remember dialing up?
Yes I remember well
Now I just can't go anywhere with out that sacred cell
I think that I might die if I miss anything at all
Text me, send me an e-mail, link me up, give me a call
I'm ADD on AOL tryin to read the writing on the wall
Everybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone
Now I'm a real jungle jumper
I'm a megahertz man
I swing from tree to tree on the very latest plan
On the download In the dropout zones
In every major city 'cross the land
I got my Marley on my ringtone, get up, stand up, reach out, touch somebody man
Everybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me now?
I gotta get over by the beerstand
Oh shit my batteries are going
I'll call you back
Smoke signals and telegraphs make the airwaves hum
But that's all ancient history like bongs and Lincoln Logs
Now we livin' like the Jetsons in a wacky wireless fog
Talkin' squawkin' hawkin' who knows if anybody's gettin' through
Toasters talk to crackberries, Boston to Bombay
Teenage schemes and Ma-bell's dreams as minutes tick away
We act like crazy people talking to ourselves
Crashing cars in conversation while that shit flies off the shelf
The information superhighways locked up like a L.A. traffic jam
Everybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone
Do you remember dialing up?
Yes I remember well
Now I just can't go anywhere with out that sacred cell
I think that I might die if I miss anything at all
Text me, send me an e-mail, link me up, give me a call
I'm ADD on AOL tryin to read the writing on the wall
Everybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone
Now I'm a real jungle jumper
I'm a megahertz man
I swing from tree to tree on the very latest plan
On the download In the dropout zones
In every major city 'cross the land
I got my Marley on my ringtone, get up, stand up, reach out, touch somebody man
Everybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me now?
I gotta get over by the beerstand
Oh shit my batteries are going
I'll call you back
Whoop De Doo Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
If I'm over the moon
It's because I'm over you
A day at a time
And I'm tickety-boo
I don't carry on
The way I used to
Whoop de doo
Whoop de doo
If I'm doing great
It's because when I get home
I don't go straight
To my answerphone
And the tears don't come
The way they used to
Whoop de doo
Whoop de doo
So many little things
Are so much better now
They were only the little things
Anyhow
If I'm over the moon
It's because that's what I am
Funny that once
I used to give a damn
And I'd do anything
In the whole wide world for you
Whoop de doo
Whoop de doo
Anything
Anything you'd want me to
Whoop de doo
Whoop de doo
It's because I'm over you
A day at a time
And I'm tickety-boo
I don't carry on
The way I used to
Whoop de doo
Whoop de doo
If I'm doing great
It's because when I get home
I don't go straight
To my answerphone
And the tears don't come
The way they used to
Whoop de doo
Whoop de doo
So many little things
Are so much better now
They were only the little things
Anyhow
If I'm over the moon
It's because that's what I am
Funny that once
I used to give a damn
And I'd do anything
In the whole wide world for you
Whoop de doo
Whoop de doo
Anything
Anything you'd want me to
Whoop de doo
Whoop de doo
Nothing But A Breeze Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Life is much too short for some folks
For other folks it just drags on
Some folks like the taste of smokey whiskey
Others figure tea is too strong
I'm the type of guy who likes it right down the middle
I don't like all this bouncing back and forth
Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
And my head in the cool blue North
In a small suburban garden
Not a single neighbor knows our name
I know the woman wishes we would move somewhere
Where the houses aren't all the same
Jimmy, I wish you would take me
Where the grass is greener
I really couldn't say where it may be
Somewhere up high on a mountain top
Or down by the deep blue sea
And there we'll do just as we please
It ain't nothing but a breeze
One day I'll soon be a grandpa
All the pretty girls will call me "sir,"
Now, where they're asking me how things are
Soon they'll ask me how things were
Well, I don't mind being a longboarding grandpa
If you'll be my awsome grandma
I suggest we have a little cool conch salad
In the shade down in old Nassau
And there we'll do just as we please
It ain't nothing but a breeze
Life is much too short for some folks
For other folks it just drags on
Some folks like the taste of smooth tequila
Others figure tea is too strong
I'm the type of guy who likes it right down the middle
I don't like all this bouncing back and forth
Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
And my head in the cool blue North
Yea, me I want to live with my flip flops in Dixie
And my head in the cool blue North
For other folks it just drags on
Some folks like the taste of smokey whiskey
Others figure tea is too strong
I'm the type of guy who likes it right down the middle
I don't like all this bouncing back and forth
Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
And my head in the cool blue North
In a small suburban garden
Not a single neighbor knows our name
I know the woman wishes we would move somewhere
Where the houses aren't all the same
Jimmy, I wish you would take me
Where the grass is greener
I really couldn't say where it may be
Somewhere up high on a mountain top
Or down by the deep blue sea
And there we'll do just as we please
It ain't nothing but a breeze
One day I'll soon be a grandpa
All the pretty girls will call me "sir,"
Now, where they're asking me how things are
Soon they'll ask me how things were
Well, I don't mind being a longboarding grandpa
If you'll be my awsome grandma
I suggest we have a little cool conch salad
In the shade down in old Nassau
And there we'll do just as we please
It ain't nothing but a breeze
Life is much too short for some folks
For other folks it just drags on
Some folks like the taste of smooth tequila
Others figure tea is too strong
I'm the type of guy who likes it right down the middle
I don't like all this bouncing back and forth
Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
And my head in the cool blue North
Yea, me I want to live with my flip flops in Dixie
And my head in the cool blue North
Cinco De Mayo In Memphis Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Meanwhile down on Beale Street
Drinking in a Beale Street bar
There's a fog rolling off the Mississippi
Has anybody seen Arkansas?
And the deckhands from the towboats
Come ashore wearing Mexican shoes
Headed strait for Graceland
It Was the first thing they wanted to do
Cinco de Mayo in Memphis
Marchetti singing the blues
Soul Sisters huggin Senoritas
All sportin' Blue suede shoes
Porkpie hats and sombreros
Hangin on a downtown street
Swingin pool cues at pinatas
Don't that river smell sweet?
And they all come to get'm some Memphis
A little somethin' for their souls
Lowriders lined up with limousines Hey
They all came to rock and roll
Cinco de Mayo in Memphis
Marchetti singing the blues
Southern belles and Senoritas
All sportin Blue suede shoes
Cinco de Mayo in Memphis
Marchetti singing the blues
Southern belles and Senoritas
All sportin Blue suede shoes
Drinking in a Beale Street bar
There's a fog rolling off the Mississippi
Has anybody seen Arkansas?
And the deckhands from the towboats
Come ashore wearing Mexican shoes
Headed strait for Graceland
It Was the first thing they wanted to do
Cinco de Mayo in Memphis
Marchetti singing the blues
Soul Sisters huggin Senoritas
All sportin' Blue suede shoes
Porkpie hats and sombreros
Hangin on a downtown street
Swingin pool cues at pinatas
Don't that river smell sweet?
And they all come to get'm some Memphis
A little somethin' for their souls
Lowriders lined up with limousines Hey
They all came to rock and roll
Cinco de Mayo in Memphis
Marchetti singing the blues
Southern belles and Senoritas
All sportin Blue suede shoes
Cinco de Mayo in Memphis
Marchetti singing the blues
Southern belles and Senoritas
All sportin Blue suede shoes
Reggabilly Hill Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
I don't know if I was dreamin' I don't know if it was real
Everything was movin' and yet everything was still
People came from everywhere and no one felt the chill
That lingered in the valley down by Reggabilly Hill
They came across the water they came across the sand
Everyone was singing Oh you should of heard the band
A song in adoration of the everlasting will
That gathered them together there on Reggabilly Hill
Ocean deep mountain high
And a river of blood flowed down
Pourin' out from a wound that would not heal
So always and forever we'll remember how it feels
The ones who had it all and the ones who'd made a name
Were walkin' side by side with the naked and the lame
Hungry little children ate until they had their fill
Then they tumbled through the clover down on Reggabilly Hill
On top of the hill they were dancin' through a fire
Whirl away the sorrow as you move a little higher
Slowly makin' circles through the purple sky until
You could barely see 'em wavin' there on Reggabilly Hill
Ocean deep mountain high
And a river of blood flowed down
Pourin' out from a wound that would not heal
Always and forever we'll remember how it feels
Always and Forever
Everything was movin' and yet everything was still
People came from everywhere and no one felt the chill
That lingered in the valley down by Reggabilly Hill
They came across the water they came across the sand
Everyone was singing Oh you should of heard the band
A song in adoration of the everlasting will
That gathered them together there on Reggabilly Hill
Ocean deep mountain high
And a river of blood flowed down
Pourin' out from a wound that would not heal
So always and forever we'll remember how it feels
The ones who had it all and the ones who'd made a name
Were walkin' side by side with the naked and the lame
Hungry little children ate until they had their fill
Then they tumbled through the clover down on Reggabilly Hill
On top of the hill they were dancin' through a fire
Whirl away the sorrow as you move a little higher
Slowly makin' circles through the purple sky until
You could barely see 'em wavin' there on Reggabilly Hill
Ocean deep mountain high
And a river of blood flowed down
Pourin' out from a wound that would not heal
Always and forever we'll remember how it feels
Always and Forever
Elvis Presley Blues Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
Just a country boy that combed his hair
And he put on a shirt his mother made and went on the air
And he shook it like a chorus girl
And he shook it like a Harlem queen
He shook it like a midnight rambler, baby,
Like you never seen
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
How he took it all out of black and white
Grabbed his wand in the other hand and he held on tight
And he shook it like a hurricane
He shook it like to make it break
And he shook it like a holy roller, baby
With his soul at stake
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
He was all alone in a long decline
Thinking how happy John Henry was that he fell down and died
When he shook it and he rang like silver
He shook it and he shine like gold
He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby
Well bless my soul
Bless My Soul
I was thinking that night about Elvis
The Day that he died
Day that he died, day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
Just a country boy that combed his hair
And he put on a shirt his mother made and went on the air
And he shook it like a chorus girl
And he shook it like a Harlem queen
He shook it like a midnight rambler, baby,
Like you never seen
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
How he took it all out of black and white
Grabbed his wand in the other hand and he held on tight
And he shook it like a hurricane
He shook it like to make it break
And he shook it like a holy roller, baby
With his soul at stake
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
He was all alone in a long decline
Thinking how happy John Henry was that he fell down and died
When he shook it and he rang like silver
He shook it and he shine like gold
He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby
Well bless my soul
Bless My Soul
I was thinking that night about Elvis
The Day that he died
Hula Girl At Heart Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
She owns a window to the ocean
She has a pipeline to the sky
But earthly creatures rarely notice
When Guardian Angels pass them by
Like a gecko behind a painting
With hidden wisdom to impart
In a world that needs more dancing
She's a hula girl at heart
Photographs show she is lovely
Her bare feet are a work of art
Her fragrance speaks of frangipani
Yes she's still a hula girl at heart
With Her pad and watercolors
Drawing fish and butterflies
Children always seem to conjure
Images they recognize
In the land beside the ocean
Where romantics seem to dwell
Destiny can set in motion
Ripples that turn into swells
She Knows how to face the music
She Knows where the magic starts
In a world that needs more dancing
She's still a hula girl at heart
Songs sing slow
Days zoom by
Time can't keep her
Nor can I
She has worn a wealth of costumes
Hula skirt to wedding gown
Lived in cities walked through jungles
Always sees the sun go down
In this age of teeming tourists
Fellow travelers know her well
The darling of deserted beaches
Hides her wisdom in a shell
Her sensual and easy motion
Seems impossible to chart
In a world that needs more dancing
She's still a hula girl at heart
She has a pipeline to the sky
But earthly creatures rarely notice
When Guardian Angels pass them by
Like a gecko behind a painting
With hidden wisdom to impart
In a world that needs more dancing
She's a hula girl at heart
Photographs show she is lovely
Her bare feet are a work of art
Her fragrance speaks of frangipani
Yes she's still a hula girl at heart
With Her pad and watercolors
Drawing fish and butterflies
Children always seem to conjure
Images they recognize
In the land beside the ocean
Where romantics seem to dwell
Destiny can set in motion
Ripples that turn into swells
She Knows how to face the music
She Knows where the magic starts
In a world that needs more dancing
She's still a hula girl at heart
Songs sing slow
Days zoom by
Time can't keep her
Nor can I
She has worn a wealth of costumes
Hula skirt to wedding gown
Lived in cities walked through jungles
Always sees the sun go down
In this age of teeming tourists
Fellow travelers know her well
The darling of deserted beaches
Hides her wisdom in a shell
Her sensual and easy motion
Seems impossible to chart
In a world that needs more dancing
She's still a hula girl at heart
Wheel Inside The Wheel Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
The parade of souls is marching across the sky
Their heat and their light bathed in blue as they march by
The All Stars play "When the Saints Go Marching In"
A second line forms and they wave white hankies in the wind
Satchmo takes a solo, and he flashes his million dollar smile
Marie Laveau promenades with Oscar Wilde
Big Funky Stella twirls her little red umbrella to the beat
As the soul parade winds its way down Eternity Street
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
So, ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
Mardi Gras Indians chant in the streets at sundown
Spyboy meets Spyboy, and Big Chief meets Big Chief uptown
They circle and sway in their rainbow colored feathers and beads
They prance like peacocks, children of slavery freed
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
Roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
The Krewe of the Crossbones parades into the midnight sun
They march through the fire and come out beating homemade drums
While the French Quarter Queens in their high-heeled drag disguise
Sing "Over the Rainbow" 'til Judy Garland quivers and sighs
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
Flambeau dancers light the walkway to Jean Pierre's
There's a party tonight and all the girls are gonna be there
Sipping wormwood concoctions, drinking absinthe and talking trash
It's a red carpet, black tie, all night, celestial bash
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
I said roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
Yeah, roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
Their heat and their light bathed in blue as they march by
The All Stars play "When the Saints Go Marching In"
A second line forms and they wave white hankies in the wind
Satchmo takes a solo, and he flashes his million dollar smile
Marie Laveau promenades with Oscar Wilde
Big Funky Stella twirls her little red umbrella to the beat
As the soul parade winds its way down Eternity Street
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
So, ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
Mardi Gras Indians chant in the streets at sundown
Spyboy meets Spyboy, and Big Chief meets Big Chief uptown
They circle and sway in their rainbow colored feathers and beads
They prance like peacocks, children of slavery freed
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
Roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
The Krewe of the Crossbones parades into the midnight sun
They march through the fire and come out beating homemade drums
While the French Quarter Queens in their high-heeled drag disguise
Sing "Over the Rainbow" 'til Judy Garland quivers and sighs
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
Flambeau dancers light the walkway to Jean Pierre's
There's a party tonight and all the girls are gonna be there
Sipping wormwood concoctions, drinking absinthe and talking trash
It's a red carpet, black tie, all night, celestial bash
Souls ain't born, souls don't die
Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
I said roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
Yeah, roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
Silver Wings Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Silver wings shinning in the sunlight
Roaring engines headed somewhere in flight
Their taking you away, leaving me lonely
Silver wings slowly fading out of sight
Don't leave me I cry, don't take that airplane ride
But you locked me out of your mind
Left me standing here behind
Silver wings shining in the sunlight
Roaring engines headed somewhere in flight
Their taking you away, leaving me lonely
Silver wings slowly fading out of sight
Don't leave me I cry, don't take that airplane ride
But you locked me out of your mind
Left me standing here behind
Silver wings shining in the sunlight
Roaring engines headed somewhere in flight
They're taking you away
Leaving me lonely
Silver wings slowley fading out of sight
Silver wings slowley fading out of sight
Roaring engines headed somewhere in flight
Their taking you away, leaving me lonely
Silver wings slowly fading out of sight
Don't leave me I cry, don't take that airplane ride
But you locked me out of your mind
Left me standing here behind
Silver wings shining in the sunlight
Roaring engines headed somewhere in flight
Their taking you away, leaving me lonely
Silver wings slowly fading out of sight
Don't leave me I cry, don't take that airplane ride
But you locked me out of your mind
Left me standing here behind
Silver wings shining in the sunlight
Roaring engines headed somewhere in flight
They're taking you away
Leaving me lonely
Silver wings slowley fading out of sight
Silver wings slowley fading out of sight
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
I bought a cheap watch from a crazy man
Floating down canal
It doesn't use numbers or moving hands
It always just says now
Now you may be thinking that I was had
But this watch is never wrong
And If I have trouble the warranty said
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On
And it rained, It was nothing really new
And it blew, we've seen all that before
And it poured, the Earth began to strain
Pontchartrain leaking through the door, tides at war
If a hurricane doesn't leave you dead
It will make you strong
Don't try to explain it just nod your head
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On
[Guitar Solo]
And it rained, It was nothing really new
And it blew, seen all that before
And it poured, the Earth began to strain
Pontchartrain buried the 9th Ward to the 2nd floor
According to my watch the time is now
Past is dead and gone
Don't try to shake it just nod your head
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On
Don't try to shake it just bow your head
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On
Floating down canal
It doesn't use numbers or moving hands
It always just says now
Now you may be thinking that I was had
But this watch is never wrong
And If I have trouble the warranty said
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On
And it rained, It was nothing really new
And it blew, we've seen all that before
And it poured, the Earth began to strain
Pontchartrain leaking through the door, tides at war
If a hurricane doesn't leave you dead
It will make you strong
Don't try to explain it just nod your head
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On
[Guitar Solo]
And it rained, It was nothing really new
And it blew, seen all that before
And it poured, the Earth began to strain
Pontchartrain buried the 9th Ward to the 2nd floor
According to my watch the time is now
Past is dead and gone
Don't try to shake it just nod your head
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On
Don't try to shake it just bow your head
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On
Duke's On Sunday Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
People here and all over the world
Men, women, little boys and girls
Gather 'round by the seaside, Beach party tropic style
Diamond head and palm trees, surf riders on the sea
It's the place to be, it's the place to be
One the beach at Waikiki, that's where you'll find me
Here on the southside, Beach Boys paradise
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Music playing happy songs, everybody's getting along
Dancing in the sunshine, sippin' on that rose wine
Good times will set your free
Oh this is the place to be
On the beach at Waikiki, that's where you'll find me
Here on the southside, Beach Boys paradise
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Down in front underneath the sun
Just you and me just you and me just you and me
Feelin' good and feelin' right, sunset is out of sight
Another beautiful Hawaiian day, everything's gonna be ok
Let's get together and do this again
Maybe I'll see you here next week my friend
At the beach at Waikiki, that's where you'll find me
Here on the southside, Beach Boys paradise
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Men, women, little boys and girls
Gather 'round by the seaside, Beach party tropic style
Diamond head and palm trees, surf riders on the sea
It's the place to be, it's the place to be
One the beach at Waikiki, that's where you'll find me
Here on the southside, Beach Boys paradise
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Music playing happy songs, everybody's getting along
Dancing in the sunshine, sippin' on that rose wine
Good times will set your free
Oh this is the place to be
On the beach at Waikiki, that's where you'll find me
Here on the southside, Beach Boys paradise
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Down in front underneath the sun
Just you and me just you and me just you and me
Feelin' good and feelin' right, sunset is out of sight
Another beautiful Hawaiian day, everything's gonna be ok
Let's get together and do this again
Maybe I'll see you here next week my friend
At the beach at Waikiki, that's where you'll find me
Here on the southside, Beach Boys paradise
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Here We Are Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Who would have thought this game, this flame would still be burning
Who would have guessed that all these blenders would still be churning
Not even we on our bended knees could have ever blessed it
Not even I with my head in the sky would have ever guessed it
But here we are, for a family reunion, costume barbeque
All the black sheep, family outcasts, and a freak or two
No the hat tricks and the gold bricks still don't have us down
Still a party for the hearty when we come to town
You're still grinning and we're still winning, nothing left to say
Death Defying as I go flying down this endless wave
And here we are, we're the offbeat Uncle Freds who spill their wine on you
And the in-your-face Aunt Rachels with an attitude
All the ones that use your bathroom then eat all your food
We're the dreamy Deadheads who just like us and Dave Matthews
Here we are, maybe it's because in spite of all the work we do
It's the child in us we really value
Here we are, with our fins up and our feathers flashing
Here we are, with our coconut shell brassieres chanting
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Who would have thought this game, this flame would still be burning
Who would have guessed that all these blenders would still be churning
Not even we on our bended knees could have ever blessed it
Not even I with my head in the sky would have ever guessed it
But here we are, for a family reunion, costume barbeque
All the black sheep, family outcasts, and a freak or two
No the hat tricks and the gold bricks still don't have us down
Still a party for the hearty when we come to town
You're still grinning and we're still winning, nothing left to say
Death Defying as I go flying down this endless wave
And here we are, we're the offbeat Uncle Freds who spill their wine on you
And the in-your-face Aunt Rachels with an attitude
All the ones that use your bathroom then eat all your food
We're the dreamy Deadheads who just like us and Dave Matthews
Here we are, maybe it's because in spite of all the work we do
It's the child in us we really value
Here we are, with our fins up and our feathers flashing
Here we are, with our coconut shell brassieres chanting
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Here we are
Barefootin' Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (duet with Alan Jackson)
Everybody get on your feet
You make me nervous when you in your seat
Take off your shoes and pat your feet
We're doing a dance that can't be beat
We're barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Went to a party the other night
Long Tall Sally was out of sight
She threw her wig, and her high sneakers too
She was doing a dance without any shoes
She was barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Hey little girl with the red dress on
I bet you can barefoot all night long
Take off your shoes and throw them away
Come back and get them another day
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Lil John Henry he said to Sue
If I can barefoot, you can barefoot too
Sue told John, I can get out here and groove
I was barefootin ever since I was two
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Take off your shoes and dance
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
You make me nervous when you in your seat
Take off your shoes and pat your feet
We're doing a dance that can't be beat
We're barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Went to a party the other night
Long Tall Sally was out of sight
She threw her wig, and her high sneakers too
She was doing a dance without any shoes
She was barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Hey little girl with the red dress on
I bet you can barefoot all night long
Take off your shoes and throw them away
Come back and get them another day
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Lil John Henry he said to Sue
If I can barefoot, you can barefoot too
Sue told John, I can get out here and groove
I was barefootin ever since I was two
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Take off your shoes and dance
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Barefootin'
Floridays (Reggae Version) Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
I come from where the rivers meet the sea
That's part of why I'm so wild and fancy free
I was early into crazy ways
My folks said, "It's just a phase"
They were hoping for better days
Now in my line of work I seem to see a lot more than most
Write 'em down, pas 'em around
It's the gospel from the coast
Reflections, not just replays
Takin' time to escape the maze
Lookin' for better days
I spent a year of my life one night
On the beaches in old Beirut
Seems that all they're aimin' for there
Is to hang around and shoot
Each others' lives away
Bloody winds on a distant bay
They're lookin' for better days
Looking to the left, looking to the right
Looking to the stars to shed some light
Hoping for a breath, hoping for break
Hopin' for the give without the take
The dreamers line the state road
Just to watch the runway show
Slouched behind their steering wheels
They just watch the big jets go
Streakin' through the morning haze
Focal point of a distant gaze
Lookin' for better days
Pale invaders and tanned crusaders
Are worshipping the sun
On the corner of "walk" and "don't walk"
Somewhere on US 1
I'm back to livin' Floridays
Blue skies and ultra-violet rays
Lookin' for better days
I'm back to livin' Floridays
Blue skies and ultra-violet rays
Lookin' for better days, lookin' for better days
Lookin' for Floridays
Better days, better days
Everybody's lookin' for better days
Somewhere beneath the shining star
Better days, mon't you take me to better days
Better days, I sure could use a few better days
Floridays
That's part of why I'm so wild and fancy free
I was early into crazy ways
My folks said, "It's just a phase"
They were hoping for better days
Now in my line of work I seem to see a lot more than most
Write 'em down, pas 'em around
It's the gospel from the coast
Reflections, not just replays
Takin' time to escape the maze
Lookin' for better days
I spent a year of my life one night
On the beaches in old Beirut
Seems that all they're aimin' for there
Is to hang around and shoot
Each others' lives away
Bloody winds on a distant bay
They're lookin' for better days
Looking to the left, looking to the right
Looking to the stars to shed some light
Hoping for a breath, hoping for break
Hopin' for the give without the take
The dreamers line the state road
Just to watch the runway show
Slouched behind their steering wheels
They just watch the big jets go
Streakin' through the morning haze
Focal point of a distant gaze
Lookin' for better days
Pale invaders and tanned crusaders
Are worshipping the sun
On the corner of "walk" and "don't walk"
Somewhere on US 1
I'm back to livin' Floridays
Blue skies and ultra-violet rays
Lookin' for better days
I'm back to livin' Floridays
Blue skies and ultra-violet rays
Lookin' for better days, lookin' for better days
Lookin' for Floridays
Better days, better days
Everybody's lookin' for better days
Somewhere beneath the shining star
Better days, mon't you take me to better days
Better days, I sure could use a few better days
Floridays
Good Guys Win Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
So you're looking for a hero
That you can see with your own eyes
When they don't wear the mask and cape
They're hard to recognize
Even though these are cynical times
Bear it in mind
Good guys win
Every once in while
Full grown men
Get to learn from a child
Now and then
Just when you think it won't happen again
The good guys win
Trouble all around us
Dirty tricks at every turn
Seems that we historically
Refuse to live and learn
You start to wonder if all
Hope is gone
You would be wrong
Good guys win
Every once in while
Full grown men
Get to learn from a child.
Now and then
Just when you think it won't happen again
Good guys win.
State of confusion we're so disillusioned
You turn on the news and
Good guys win
Now and then
Just when you think it won't happen again
Good guys win
Every once in while
Full grown men
Get to learn from a child
Now and then
Just when you think it won't happen again
The Good guys win.
That you can see with your own eyes
When they don't wear the mask and cape
They're hard to recognize
Even though these are cynical times
Bear it in mind
Good guys win
Every once in while
Full grown men
Get to learn from a child
Now and then
Just when you think it won't happen again
The good guys win
Trouble all around us
Dirty tricks at every turn
Seems that we historically
Refuse to live and learn
You start to wonder if all
Hope is gone
You would be wrong
Good guys win
Every once in while
Full grown men
Get to learn from a child.
Now and then
Just when you think it won't happen again
Good guys win.
State of confusion we're so disillusioned
You turn on the news and
Good guys win
Now and then
Just when you think it won't happen again
Good guys win
Every once in while
Full grown men
Get to learn from a child
Now and then
Just when you think it won't happen again
The Good guys win.
Werewolves Of London Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (originally by Warren Zevon)
I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook's
Going to get a big dish of beef chow mein
Werewolves of London
If you hear him howling around your kitchen door
Better not let him in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night
Werewolves of London again
Werewolves of London
He's the hairy handed gent who ran amuck in Kent
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair
Better stay away from him
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim
I'd like to meet his tailor
Werewolves of London
Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
His hair was perfect
Werewolves of London again
Draw blood
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook's
Going to get a big dish of beef chow mein
Werewolves of London
If you hear him howling around your kitchen door
Better not let him in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night
Werewolves of London again
Werewolves of London
He's the hairy handed gent who ran amuck in Kent
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair
Better stay away from him
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim
I'd like to meet his tailor
Werewolves of London
Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
His hair was perfect
Werewolves of London again
Draw blood
Wondering Where The Lions Are Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (originally by Bruce Cockburn)
Sun's up, uh huh, looks okay
The world survives into another day
And I'm thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
I had another dream about lions at the door
They weren't half as frightening as they were before
But I'm thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
Walls windows trees, waves coming through
You be in me and I'll be in you
Together in eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
Up among the firs where it smells so sweet
Or down in the valley where the river used to be
I got my mind on eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...
Huge orange flying boat rises off a lake
Thousand-year-old petroglyphs doing a double take
Pointing a finger at eternity
I'm sitting in the middle of this ecstasy
Young men marching, helmets shining in the sun,
Polished as precise like the brain behind the gun
(Should be!) they got me thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...
Freighters on the nod on the surface of the bay
One of these days we're going to sail away,
Going to sail into eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...
The world survives into another day
And I'm thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
I had another dream about lions at the door
They weren't half as frightening as they were before
But I'm thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
Walls windows trees, waves coming through
You be in me and I'll be in you
Together in eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
Up among the firs where it smells so sweet
Or down in the valley where the river used to be
I got my mind on eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...
Huge orange flying boat rises off a lake
Thousand-year-old petroglyphs doing a double take
Pointing a finger at eternity
I'm sitting in the middle of this ecstasy
Young men marching, helmets shining in the sun,
Polished as precise like the brain behind the gun
(Should be!) they got me thinking about eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...
Freighters on the nod on the surface of the bay
One of these days we're going to sail away,
Going to sail into eternity
Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me
And I'm wondering where the lions are...
I'm wondering where the lions are...
Hey Good Lookin' Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (feat. Clint Black, Kenny Chesney, Alan Jackson, Toby Keith and George Strait)
[Jimmy:]
Hey, Hey, Good Lookin', whatcha got cookin'
How's about cookin' something up with me
[George Strait:]
Hey, sweet baby, don't you think maybe
We could find us a brand new recipe.
[Alan Jackson:]
I got a hot rod Ford and a two dollar bill
[Clint Black:]
And I know a spot right over the hill
There's soda pop and the dancin's free
So if you wanna have fun come a- long with me.
[Kenny Chesney:]
Say Hey, Good Lookin', whatcha got cookin'
[Toby Keith:]
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me.
[Jimmy:]
Let's stir it up boys.
[Jimmy:]
I'm free and I'm ready
maybe we can go steady
[Clint:]
How's about savin' all your time for me
[Kenny:]
No more lookin',
[Toby:]
I know I've been tooken
[George:]
How's about keepin' steady company.
[Kenny:]
I'm gonna throw my date book over the fence
[Toby:]
And find me one for five or ten cents.
[George:]
I'll keep it 'til it's covered with age
[Clint:]
'Cause I'm writin' your name down on ev'ry page.
[All:]
Hey, Hey, Good Lookin',
[Alan:]
Whatcha got cookin'
[Jimmy:]
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me.
[Clint:]
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me.
[George:]
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me.
Hey, Hey, Good Lookin', whatcha got cookin'
How's about cookin' something up with me
[George Strait:]
Hey, sweet baby, don't you think maybe
We could find us a brand new recipe.
[Alan Jackson:]
I got a hot rod Ford and a two dollar bill
[Clint Black:]
And I know a spot right over the hill
There's soda pop and the dancin's free
So if you wanna have fun come a- long with me.
[Kenny Chesney:]
Say Hey, Good Lookin', whatcha got cookin'
[Toby Keith:]
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me.
[Jimmy:]
Let's stir it up boys.
[Jimmy:]
I'm free and I'm ready
maybe we can go steady
[Clint:]
How's about savin' all your time for me
[Kenny:]
No more lookin',
[Toby:]
I know I've been tooken
[George:]
How's about keepin' steady company.
[Kenny:]
I'm gonna throw my date book over the fence
[Toby:]
And find me one for five or ten cents.
[George:]
I'll keep it 'til it's covered with age
[Clint:]
'Cause I'm writin' your name down on ev'ry page.
[All:]
Hey, Hey, Good Lookin',
[Alan:]
Whatcha got cookin'
[Jimmy:]
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me.
[Clint:]
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me.
[George:]
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me.
Boats To Build Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (feat. Alan Jackson)
It's time for a change
I'm tired of that same ol same
The same ol words the same ol lines
The same ol tricks and the same ol rhymes
Days precious days
Roll in and out like waves
I got boards to bend I got planks to nail
I got charts to make I got seas to sail
I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build
Sails are just like wings
The wind can make em sing
Songs of life songs of hope
Songs to keep your dreams afloat
I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build
Shores distant shores
There's where I'm headed for
Got the stars to guide my way
Sail into the light of day
I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build
I'm tired of that same ol same
The same ol words the same ol lines
The same ol tricks and the same ol rhymes
Days precious days
Roll in and out like waves
I got boards to bend I got planks to nail
I got charts to make I got seas to sail
I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build
Sails are just like wings
The wind can make em sing
Songs of life songs of hope
Songs to keep your dreams afloat
I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build
Shores distant shores
There's where I'm headed for
Got the stars to guide my way
Sail into the light of day
I'm gonna build me a boat
With these two hands
It'll be a fair curve
From a noble plan
Let the chips fall where they will
Cause I've got boats to build
License To Chill Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (feat. Kenny Chesney)
[Jimmy Buffett:]
Work, work, work
Big pile of it and the boss is a jerk.
I just want to disappear
Wishin' I was somewhere other than here.
Livin' for the weekend,
Jumpin' off the deep end,
With just enough money to buy
A license to chill
And I believe I will
Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until
Trouble turns funny, songs get sung
A little bit of money, the night's still young
Leave me alone I've got a license,
A license to chill
[Kenny Chesney:]
Girls, girls, girls
Ain't nothin' like them in the whole wide world.
So damn smart and cute,
And it's amazing what they pass off as a bathing suit.
Winners and losers
Sailors and cruisers
We're all qualified, for a license to chill
And I believe I will
Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until
Trouble turns funny, songs get sung
A little bit of money, the night's still young
Leave me alone I've got a license,
A license to chill
[Jimmy And Kenny:]
License to chill
And I believe I will
Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until
Trouble turns funny, songs get sung
One good song will last all night long
Leave me alone I've got a license,
A license to chill
A license to chill
[Jimmy spoken:]
Ramos go rent me a coupe deville
Hey KL, where's that barbecue grill
Head on down to Margaritaville
Have me a cheeseburger with a big pickle dill
Jesus, I sound kinda mentally ill
I guess I better go turn on Dr Phil
Work, work, work
Big pile of it and the boss is a jerk.
I just want to disappear
Wishin' I was somewhere other than here.
Livin' for the weekend,
Jumpin' off the deep end,
With just enough money to buy
A license to chill
And I believe I will
Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until
Trouble turns funny, songs get sung
A little bit of money, the night's still young
Leave me alone I've got a license,
A license to chill
[Kenny Chesney:]
Girls, girls, girls
Ain't nothin' like them in the whole wide world.
So damn smart and cute,
And it's amazing what they pass off as a bathing suit.
Winners and losers
Sailors and cruisers
We're all qualified, for a license to chill
And I believe I will
Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until
Trouble turns funny, songs get sung
A little bit of money, the night's still young
Leave me alone I've got a license,
A license to chill
[Jimmy And Kenny:]
License to chill
And I believe I will
Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until
Trouble turns funny, songs get sung
One good song will last all night long
Leave me alone I've got a license,
A license to chill
A license to chill
[Jimmy spoken:]
Ramos go rent me a coupe deville
Hey KL, where's that barbecue grill
Head on down to Margaritaville
Have me a cheeseburger with a big pickle dill
Jesus, I sound kinda mentally ill
I guess I better go turn on Dr Phil
Coast Of Carolina Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Little roadside restaurant we artfully complain
Groovy tells the waitress that his chicken died in vain
Most every day goes by according to design
I live this dream and still it seems I have you on my mind
[Chorus:]
From the bottom of my heart
Off the coast of Carolina
AFter one or two false starts
I believe we found our stride
And the walls that won't come down
We can decorate or climb
Or find some way to get around
Cause I'm still on your side
From the bottom of my heart.
I can't see the future
But I know it's coming fast
It's not that hard to wind up knee-deep in the past
There come alot of Mondays
Since that phone booth that first night
Tears and miles and years and smiles
I wanna get it right.
[Chorus]
[Music Bridge]
These days I get up about the time I used to go to bed
Living large was once the deal
Now I watch the stars instead
They're timeless and predictable
Unlike most things that I do
I tell the wind and my old friend
I'm headed home to you.
[Chorus]
Groovy tells the waitress that his chicken died in vain
Most every day goes by according to design
I live this dream and still it seems I have you on my mind
[Chorus:]
From the bottom of my heart
Off the coast of Carolina
AFter one or two false starts
I believe we found our stride
And the walls that won't come down
We can decorate or climb
Or find some way to get around
Cause I'm still on your side
From the bottom of my heart.
I can't see the future
But I know it's coming fast
It's not that hard to wind up knee-deep in the past
There come alot of Mondays
Since that phone booth that first night
Tears and miles and years and smiles
I wanna get it right.
[Chorus]
[Music Bridge]
These days I get up about the time I used to go to bed
Living large was once the deal
Now I watch the stars instead
They're timeless and predictable
Unlike most things that I do
I tell the wind and my old friend
I'm headed home to you.
[Chorus]
Piece Of Work Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (feat. Toby Keith)
I'm a piece of work, I'm iron and lace
I'm shy, I'm right up in your face
I'm all dumbfounded, stubborn as an ass
Sharp as an arrow in a pile of glass.
I'm a sweetheart, genius, reckless jerk.
Lord, have mercy, I'm a piece of work.
Well the Lord made me on a long thin limb
Made sure I'd remeber him or her
In the middle of a long dark night
Creation crazy, death-sheet white
Made in the image of a lion shocked lamb
I am who the hell I am
Even better, bad to worse,
Down to the letter, I'm a piece of work.
I'm a piece of work I'm an angels fiend
Bathed in lavender and gasoline
Scared brave, shallow in an ink black well
Lightly browned in the fires of hell
Wicked, holy, full on fake
Best known for my big mistake
I'm zen wise, peaceful, gone berserk
Good God almighty, What a piece of work.
I'm a dreadful sight, I just don't care
Spent all morning pull out my hair
Woke at dawn with a crazy spin
I was half the day trying to glue back in
Mother, bloody mary, please
Wipe that smile right off your knees
I'm the CEO of the mailroom clerks
Lord have mercy, I'm a piece of work.
I'm a piece of work, I'm a love sick boy
Cloth cap, caviar, and corduroy
All over the map, justa lost in space
With a filthy mind and a choirboy's face
Heels up, head down, straight on through
Watch out woman, I'm a get to you
I'm a gladiator with a mind to irk
I'm a see you later, I'm a piece of work.
I'm shy, I'm right up in your face
I'm all dumbfounded, stubborn as an ass
Sharp as an arrow in a pile of glass.
I'm a sweetheart, genius, reckless jerk.
Lord, have mercy, I'm a piece of work.
Well the Lord made me on a long thin limb
Made sure I'd remeber him or her
In the middle of a long dark night
Creation crazy, death-sheet white
Made in the image of a lion shocked lamb
I am who the hell I am
Even better, bad to worse,
Down to the letter, I'm a piece of work.
I'm a piece of work I'm an angels fiend
Bathed in lavender and gasoline
Scared brave, shallow in an ink black well
Lightly browned in the fires of hell
Wicked, holy, full on fake
Best known for my big mistake
I'm zen wise, peaceful, gone berserk
Good God almighty, What a piece of work.
I'm a dreadful sight, I just don't care
Spent all morning pull out my hair
Woke at dawn with a crazy spin
I was half the day trying to glue back in
Mother, bloody mary, please
Wipe that smile right off your knees
I'm the CEO of the mailroom clerks
Lord have mercy, I'm a piece of work.
I'm a piece of work, I'm a love sick boy
Cloth cap, caviar, and corduroy
All over the map, justa lost in space
With a filthy mind and a choirboy's face
Heels up, head down, straight on through
Watch out woman, I'm a get to you
I'm a gladiator with a mind to irk
I'm a see you later, I'm a piece of work.
Anything, Anytime, Anywhere Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Tomorrow may come, it usually does
Don't know what it will bring to the two of us
I just want you to know
What I'm ready to do
Anything, anytime, anywhere
For you
When I'm holding you tight, you give me the power
To burn like a torch in the darkest hour
Tell me what you need
I will surely come through
Anything, anytime, anywhere
For you
Passion runs deep, it's scary sometimes
When it's larger than life or your peace of mind
It's got me all the same
And I'm not sorry that's true
Anything, anytime, anywhere
For you
Anything, anytime, anywhere
For you
Anything, anytime, anywhere
For you
Don't know what it will bring to the two of us
I just want you to know
What I'm ready to do
Anything, anytime, anywhere
For you
When I'm holding you tight, you give me the power
To burn like a torch in the darkest hour
Tell me what you need
I will surely come through
Anything, anytime, anywhere
For you
Passion runs deep, it's scary sometimes
When it's larger than life or your peace of mind
It's got me all the same
And I'm not sorry that's true
Anything, anytime, anywhere
For you
Anything, anytime, anywhere
For you
Anything, anytime, anywhere
For you
Trip Around The Sun Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (feat. Martina McBride)
[Jimmy:]
Hear 'em singing happy birthday
Better think about the wish I make
This year gone by
Ain't been a piece of cake.
[Martina:]
Every day's a revolution
Pull it together and it comes undone
Just one more candle and a trip around the sun.
[Jimmy and Martina:]
I'm just hanging on while this old world keeps spinning
And it's good to know it's out of my control.
If there's one thing that I've learned from all this living
Is that it wouldn't change a thing if I let go.
[Martina:]
No you never see it coming,
Always wind up wondering where it went.
[Jimmy:]
Only time will tell
If it was time well spent.
It's another revelation,
[Martina:]
Celebrating what I should have done
With these souvenirs of my trip around the sun.
[Martina and Jimmy:]
I'm just hanging on while this old world keeps spinning
And it's good to know it's out of my control.
If there's one thing I have learned from all this living
Is that it wouldn't change a thing if I let go.
[Bridge]
[Jimmy:]
Yes I'll make a resolution
[Martina:]
That I'll never make another one.
[Jimmy and Martina:]
Just enjoy this ride on my
Trip around the sun.
Just enjoy this ride
On my trip around the sun...
Trip around the sun.
Hear 'em singing happy birthday
Better think about the wish I make
This year gone by
Ain't been a piece of cake.
[Martina:]
Every day's a revolution
Pull it together and it comes undone
Just one more candle and a trip around the sun.
[Jimmy and Martina:]
I'm just hanging on while this old world keeps spinning
And it's good to know it's out of my control.
If there's one thing that I've learned from all this living
Is that it wouldn't change a thing if I let go.
[Martina:]
No you never see it coming,
Always wind up wondering where it went.
[Jimmy:]
Only time will tell
If it was time well spent.
It's another revelation,
[Martina:]
Celebrating what I should have done
With these souvenirs of my trip around the sun.
[Martina and Jimmy:]
I'm just hanging on while this old world keeps spinning
And it's good to know it's out of my control.
If there's one thing I have learned from all this living
Is that it wouldn't change a thing if I let go.
[Bridge]
[Jimmy:]
Yes I'll make a resolution
[Martina:]
That I'll never make another one.
[Jimmy and Martina:]
Just enjoy this ride on my
Trip around the sun.
Just enjoy this ride
On my trip around the sun...
Trip around the sun.
Simply Complicated Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
When you find out things about yourself
That you hadn't ought to know
When your grandma calls and books you
on the Jerry Springer Show
And you find out you and your wife of 10 years
Just might be related
Brother, life's not over
It's just simply complicated.
There's other situations that might challenge you I guess
When your daughter tries out for the football team
And your son tries on her dress.
And you start to think that the devil's in charge
Of how you're situated.
Life is still worth living
It's just simply complicated
Life is complicated with its if's and and's and but's
It's alright to be crazy, just don't let it drive you nuts.
My daughter wants to go on dates
I think I'll let her go.
But she better not be moving at the moving picture show.
Or stop by all those conchy tonks and get inebriated
Ain't it all a caution, it's just simply complicated.
Now I'm having a big problem with my present day career
My ship, she has a rudder, but I don't know where to steer.
Am I country, pop, or rock 'n roll
I know they are related
I'll just let you be the judge
It's simply complicated
Life is complicated with its if's and and's and but's
It's alright to be crazy, just don't let it drive you nuts.
Life is complicated
Oh shit!
That you hadn't ought to know
When your grandma calls and books you
on the Jerry Springer Show
And you find out you and your wife of 10 years
Just might be related
Brother, life's not over
It's just simply complicated.
There's other situations that might challenge you I guess
When your daughter tries out for the football team
And your son tries on her dress.
And you start to think that the devil's in charge
Of how you're situated.
Life is still worth living
It's just simply complicated
Life is complicated with its if's and and's and but's
It's alright to be crazy, just don't let it drive you nuts.
My daughter wants to go on dates
I think I'll let her go.
But she better not be moving at the moving picture show.
Or stop by all those conchy tonks and get inebriated
Ain't it all a caution, it's just simply complicated.
Now I'm having a big problem with my present day career
My ship, she has a rudder, but I don't know where to steer.
Am I country, pop, or rock 'n roll
I know they are related
I'll just let you be the judge
It's simply complicated
Life is complicated with its if's and and's and but's
It's alright to be crazy, just don't let it drive you nuts.
Life is complicated
Oh shit!
Coastal Confessions Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Well I'm a tidal pool explorer
From the days of my misspent youth.
I believe that down on the beach
Where the sea gulls preach
Is where the Chinese buried the truth.
So I dig in the sand
with my misguided hands
and if I dig deep enough
Hell I just might dig it up.
Talking about treasure
Talking about pleasure
Talking about love
Now I'm a reader of the night sky
And a singer of inordinate tunes.
That's how I float across time
Living way past my prime
Like a long lost baby's balloon.
So I hang on to the string
Work that whole gravity thing
But when my space ship goes pop
Back to the earth I will drop
Into the sea
Or the limbs of a tree
Or the wings of my love
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Maybe invent me a story or two
I've got coastal confessions to make
How bout you
How bout you
They say that time is like a river
And stories are the key to the past
But now I'm stuck in between
Here at my typing machine
Trying to come up with some words that will last.
It's so easy to see that we live history
And if I just find the beat
I know I land on my feet
I always do
Hadn't got a clue
Does it comes from above.
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Maybe invent me a story or two
I've got coastal confessions to make
How bout you
How bout you
Let's go to church, Sonny...
[Bridge]
So bless me father, yes I have sinned.
Given the chance I'll probably do it again
I don't need absolution
Just a simple solution will do.
So let's talk about the future
Or the consequences of my past
I've got scars, I've got lines
I'm not hard to define
Just an altar boy coverin' his ass.
I know I can't run and hide
But just hang on for the ride
There will be laughter and tears
As we progress through the years
But still it's fun
Hey I'm not done
Gonna dance 'til I fall
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Maybe have me a boat drink or two
It's just the coastal confessions I hear
Tell the truth
Tell the truth
I've got some coastal confessions to make
How 'bout you, how 'bout you, how 'bout you, how 'bout you
And you, and you, and you
42 years since my last confession
Well father, do you have the rest of the week?
Let's get started
I had impure thoughts
I smoked some pot
Stole some peanut butter
Father, wake up.
From the days of my misspent youth.
I believe that down on the beach
Where the sea gulls preach
Is where the Chinese buried the truth.
So I dig in the sand
with my misguided hands
and if I dig deep enough
Hell I just might dig it up.
Talking about treasure
Talking about pleasure
Talking about love
Now I'm a reader of the night sky
And a singer of inordinate tunes.
That's how I float across time
Living way past my prime
Like a long lost baby's balloon.
So I hang on to the string
Work that whole gravity thing
But when my space ship goes pop
Back to the earth I will drop
Into the sea
Or the limbs of a tree
Or the wings of my love
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Maybe invent me a story or two
I've got coastal confessions to make
How bout you
How bout you
They say that time is like a river
And stories are the key to the past
But now I'm stuck in between
Here at my typing machine
Trying to come up with some words that will last.
It's so easy to see that we live history
And if I just find the beat
I know I land on my feet
I always do
Hadn't got a clue
Does it comes from above.
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Maybe invent me a story or two
I've got coastal confessions to make
How bout you
How bout you
Let's go to church, Sonny...
[Bridge]
So bless me father, yes I have sinned.
Given the chance I'll probably do it again
I don't need absolution
Just a simple solution will do.
So let's talk about the future
Or the consequences of my past
I've got scars, I've got lines
I'm not hard to define
Just an altar boy coverin' his ass.
I know I can't run and hide
But just hang on for the ride
There will be laughter and tears
As we progress through the years
But still it's fun
Hey I'm not done
Gonna dance 'til I fall
And I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Maybe have me a boat drink or two
It's just the coastal confessions I hear
Tell the truth
Tell the truth
I've got some coastal confessions to make
How 'bout you, how 'bout you, how 'bout you, how 'bout you
And you, and you, and you
42 years since my last confession
Well father, do you have the rest of the week?
Let's get started
I had impure thoughts
I smoked some pot
Stole some peanut butter
Father, wake up.
Sea Of Heartbreak Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (feat. George Strait)
The lights In the harbor
Don't shine for me
I'm like a lost ship adrift on the sea
Sea of heartbreak
Lost love and loneliness
Memories of your caress
So divine I wish you were mine
Again my dear
I am on this sea of tears
Sea of heartbreak
How did I lose you
Oh where did I fail
Why did you leave me
Always to sail
Oh what I'd give to sail back to shore
Back to your arms once more
Come to my rescue
Come here to me
Take me and keep me
Away from the sea
Don't shine for me
I'm like a lost ship adrift on the sea
Sea of heartbreak
Lost love and loneliness
Memories of your caress
So divine I wish you were mine
Again my dear
I am on this sea of tears
Sea of heartbreak
How did I lose you
Oh where did I fail
Why did you leave me
Always to sail
Oh what I'd give to sail back to shore
Back to your arms once more
Come to my rescue
Come here to me
Take me and keep me
Away from the sea
Conky Tonkin' Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (feat. Clint Black)
[Jimmy:]
Bella was bored to death at South Beach
Not one celebrity spotted in days
She was tired of her mood
Lunchin on beacon vegan food
She was tired of just soakin up rays.
Then she saw him pull up to the stop light
In that ole ragtop that she couldn't name
He said hop in side
I'm heading south, take a ride
I'm just the next man that you're gonna blame
U.S. 1
Heading down U.S. 1
[Clint:]
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
Never leave our area code.
Well geography wasn't her strong point
She'd never been past the Dade Land mall
So they stopped on the way
Lenny was happy to pay
For a new thong and a purple beach ball.
[Jimmy and Clint:]
They're goin Conky Tonkin
Cruisin' on a weekend buzz
Really Conky Tonkin'
Doing it just because.
[Jimmy:]
Havin' too much fun to turn back
They're explorers in a hotrod Ford
They counted sea birds and cars
Stopped at all the cool bars
[Jimmy and Clint:]
Harmonically they struck a chord
[Jimmy:]
Stop. What was that?
Somewhere in the middle of the seven mile bridge
He said Bella, do you wanna see the rest?
She said I haven't a care, Lenny
Just take me there.
And they drove all the way to Key West
[Clint:]
Well she'd never seen anything like it
In all of her 26 years
Bella was feeling the groove
Lenny was makin' his move
They were quite a pair of pioneers.
[Jimmy and Clint:]
They goin conky tonkin'
Cruisin down U.S. 1
They'll be conky tonkin'
Trying to catch up with the sun.
They're goin conky tonkin'
The engine is about to explode
Going conky tonkin'
Hey, they'll meet you at the end of the road.
End of the road
What do you do then?
Rev it up and jump that bucket to Havana
We're goin' conky tonkin!
Bella was bored to death at South Beach
Not one celebrity spotted in days
She was tired of her mood
Lunchin on beacon vegan food
She was tired of just soakin up rays.
Then she saw him pull up to the stop light
In that ole ragtop that she couldn't name
He said hop in side
I'm heading south, take a ride
I'm just the next man that you're gonna blame
U.S. 1
Heading down U.S. 1
[Clint:]
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
Never leave our area code.
Well geography wasn't her strong point
She'd never been past the Dade Land mall
So they stopped on the way
Lenny was happy to pay
For a new thong and a purple beach ball.
[Jimmy and Clint:]
They're goin Conky Tonkin
Cruisin' on a weekend buzz
Really Conky Tonkin'
Doing it just because.
[Jimmy:]
Havin' too much fun to turn back
They're explorers in a hotrod Ford
They counted sea birds and cars
Stopped at all the cool bars
[Jimmy and Clint:]
Harmonically they struck a chord
[Jimmy:]
Stop. What was that?
Somewhere in the middle of the seven mile bridge
He said Bella, do you wanna see the rest?
She said I haven't a care, Lenny
Just take me there.
And they drove all the way to Key West
[Clint:]
Well she'd never seen anything like it
In all of her 26 years
Bella was feeling the groove
Lenny was makin' his move
They were quite a pair of pioneers.
[Jimmy and Clint:]
They goin conky tonkin'
Cruisin down U.S. 1
They'll be conky tonkin'
Trying to catch up with the sun.
They're goin conky tonkin'
The engine is about to explode
Going conky tonkin'
Hey, they'll meet you at the end of the road.
End of the road
What do you do then?
Rev it up and jump that bucket to Havana
We're goin' conky tonkin!
Playin' The Loser Again Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (feat. Bill Withers)
[Jimmy:]
Don't break my heart again
Let it end
You don't love me.
Don't make me start again
This achin in my heart.
Don't make me hope again
Knowin when you've grown tired of me
That you'll just disappear
And leave me waiting here
Playing the loser again.
Don't give me hope
And take it away,
Cause I'll show my weakness
And beg you to stay.
Don't give me something to build all around
Then just for a thrill, you tear it all down.
[Bill:]
Don't make me dream again
It's a sin to make love to me
And then just disappear
And leave me waiting here
Playing the loser again.
[Jimmy:]
Don't give me hope
Then take it away
Cause I'll show my weakness
And beg you to stay
Dont' give me something to build all around
And just for a thrill, you tear it all down.
[Jimmy:]
Don't make me hope again
Knowing when
You've grown tired of me
That you'll just disappear
And leave me waiting here
Playing the loser again.
Don't break my heart again
Let it end
You don't love me.
Don't make me start again
This achin in my heart.
Don't make me hope again
Knowin when you've grown tired of me
That you'll just disappear
And leave me waiting here
Playing the loser again.
Don't give me hope
And take it away,
Cause I'll show my weakness
And beg you to stay.
Don't give me something to build all around
Then just for a thrill, you tear it all down.
[Bill:]
Don't make me dream again
It's a sin to make love to me
And then just disappear
And leave me waiting here
Playing the loser again.
[Jimmy:]
Don't give me hope
Then take it away
Cause I'll show my weakness
And beg you to stay
Dont' give me something to build all around
And just for a thrill, you tear it all down.
[Jimmy:]
Don't make me hope again
Knowing when
You've grown tired of me
That you'll just disappear
And leave me waiting here
Playing the loser again.
Window On The World Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
A broken promise I kept too long
A greasy shade and a curtain drawn
A broken glass and a heart gone wrong
That's my window on the world.
A cup of coffee and a shaky hand
Waking up in a foreign land
Trying to act like I got something planned
That's my window on the world.
That's my window on the world
Could you stand a little closer girl
Don't let mamma cut those curls.
That's my window on the world.
[Bridge]
In broad day light that circus went
Pulled up stakes I don't know where it went
Closed dark room with a busted vent.
That's my window on the world.
I think about you when I'm counting sheep.
I think about you then I can't sleep
I think the ocean is just so deep
That's my window on the world.
That's my window on the world
Could you stand a little closer girl
The Queen of Sheba meets the Duke of Earl
That's my window on the world.
[Bridge]
Down on Indiana Avenue
Wes and Jimmy man they played the blues.
I guess they were only passin' through
That's my window on the world.
That's my window on the world
Could you stand a little closer girl
Don't let mamma cut those curls.
That's my window on the world.
That's my window on the world
Could you stand a little closer girl
The Queen of Sheba meets the Duke of Earl
That's my window on the world.
A greasy shade and a curtain drawn
A broken glass and a heart gone wrong
That's my window on the world.
A cup of coffee and a shaky hand
Waking up in a foreign land
Trying to act like I got something planned
That's my window on the world.
That's my window on the world
Could you stand a little closer girl
Don't let mamma cut those curls.
That's my window on the world.
[Bridge]
In broad day light that circus went
Pulled up stakes I don't know where it went
Closed dark room with a busted vent.
That's my window on the world.
I think about you when I'm counting sheep.
I think about you then I can't sleep
I think the ocean is just so deep
That's my window on the world.
That's my window on the world
Could you stand a little closer girl
The Queen of Sheba meets the Duke of Earl
That's my window on the world.
[Bridge]
Down on Indiana Avenue
Wes and Jimmy man they played the blues.
I guess they were only passin' through
That's my window on the world.
That's my window on the world
Could you stand a little closer girl
Don't let mamma cut those curls.
That's my window on the world.
That's my window on the world
Could you stand a little closer girl
The Queen of Sheba meets the Duke of Earl
That's my window on the world.
Someone I Used To Love Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (feat. Nanci Griffith)
All the days we've been together
All the days we've been apart
Add up to a bunch of nothing
If I'm not still in your heart
I never want you to be
Just a page in my history
Someone I used to love
Your voice breathed in my ear
Or on the telephone
All the tender things we've whispered
To keep from feeling alone
May they never come to be
Just cold gems set in memory
Of someone I used to love
This current flows between us
That will not be denied
You draw me in towards you
Like the moon pulls at the tide
May no shadow ever fall
That will make me have to call
You someone I used to love
All the days we've been apart
Add up to a bunch of nothing
If I'm not still in your heart
I never want you to be
Just a page in my history
Someone I used to love
Your voice breathed in my ear
Or on the telephone
All the tender things we've whispered
To keep from feeling alone
May they never come to be
Just cold gems set in memory
Of someone I used to love
This current flows between us
That will not be denied
You draw me in towards you
Like the moon pulls at the tide
May no shadow ever fall
That will make me have to call
You someone I used to love
Scarlet Begonias Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett (originally by Grateful Dead)
As I was walkin' round grosvenor square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air
From the other direction, she was calling my eye
It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes
And I knew without askin' she was into the blues
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls
In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough
She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff
As I picked up my matches and was closing the door
I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before
Well, I ain't always right but I've never been wrong
Seldom turns out the way it does in a song
Once in a while you get shown the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right
Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves
Scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues
And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes
I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by, let her pass by
Wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two"
The sky was yellow and the sun was blue
Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand
Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air
From the other direction, she was calling my eye
It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes
And I knew without askin' she was into the blues
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls
In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough
She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff
As I picked up my matches and was closing the door
I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before
Well, I ain't always right but I've never been wrong
Seldom turns out the way it does in a song
Once in a while you get shown the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right
Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves
Scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues
And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes
I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by, let her pass by
Wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two"
The sky was yellow and the sun was blue
Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand
Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band
Back To The Island Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Now the day is done
And I sit alone and think of you girl
What would I do without you in my life
Wonderin' if you love me or
just playing a fool of me.
Well I hope you understand
I just had to go back to the island
And watch the sun go down
Listen to the sea roll in
I'll be thinkin' of you
And how it might've been
Listen to the nightbird cry
Watch the sun set die
Well I hope you understand
I just had to go back to the island
Threaded in my heart
Tears are falling down
I know down in my soul
I'm really gonna miss you
Caan't end this way
For all the games we've played.
So I hope you understand
I just had to go back to the island
And watch the sun go down
Listen to the sea roll in
I'll be thinkin' of you
And how it might've been
Listen to the nightbird cry
Watch the sun set die
Well I hope you understand
I just had to go back to the island
And watch the sun go down
Listen to the sea roll in
I'll be thinkin' of you
And how it might've been
Listen to the nightbird cry
Watch the sun set die
Well I hope you understand
I just had to go back to the island
I hope you understand
I just had to go back to the island
And I sit alone and think of you girl
What would I do without you in my life
Wonderin' if you love me or
just playing a fool of me.
Well I hope you understand
I just had to go back to the island
And watch the sun go down
Listen to the sea roll in
I'll be thinkin' of you
And how it might've been
Listen to the nightbird cry
Watch the sun set die
Well I hope you understand
I just had to go back to the island
Threaded in my heart
Tears are falling down
I know down in my soul
I'm really gonna miss you
Caan't end this way
For all the games we've played.
So I hope you understand
I just had to go back to the island
And watch the sun go down
Listen to the sea roll in
I'll be thinkin' of you
And how it might've been
Listen to the nightbird cry
Watch the sun set die
Well I hope you understand
I just had to go back to the island
And watch the sun go down
Listen to the sea roll in
I'll be thinkin' of you
And how it might've been
Listen to the nightbird cry
Watch the sun set die
Well I hope you understand
I just had to go back to the island
I hope you understand
I just had to go back to the island
Blue Guitar Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
I once knew a man
Showed me the slight of hand
In the blink of an eye, he danced across the strings
Played a song I'd never heard
Poignant and absurd
To this day it leaves me wondering
How I wish tomorrow I were fishin'
Boy I've got a mission
Shake it, rattle and roll
Ah, now, just use your intuition
You'll get less competition
From the clock up on the wall
You are what you are
You dream what you dream
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
Play me a serenade
A simple masquerade
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
'Cause we'll all make believe
Someone to deceive
Time is just a folly we can't see
You only know one song
Play it right or wrong
The truth is always somewhere in between
You and I, we can't change the weather
And we're all in this together
So let the strong winds blow
Ah, now things will be much better
If you don't become a prisoner
To the reason you should know
You are what you are
You dream what you dream
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
Play me a serenade
A simple masquerade
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
How I wish tomorrow I were fishin'
Boy I've got a mission
Shake it, rattle and roll
Ah, now, just use you intuition
You'll get less competition
From the clock up on the wall
You are what you are
You dream what you dream
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
Play me a serenade
A simple masquerade
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
You are what you are
You dream what you dream
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
Play me a serenade
Red wine or lemonade
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
You are what you are
You dream what you dream
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
Play me a serenade
A simple masquerade
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
You are what you are
You dream what you dream
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
Showed me the slight of hand
In the blink of an eye, he danced across the strings
Played a song I'd never heard
Poignant and absurd
To this day it leaves me wondering
How I wish tomorrow I were fishin'
Boy I've got a mission
Shake it, rattle and roll
Ah, now, just use your intuition
You'll get less competition
From the clock up on the wall
You are what you are
You dream what you dream
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
Play me a serenade
A simple masquerade
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
'Cause we'll all make believe
Someone to deceive
Time is just a folly we can't see
You only know one song
Play it right or wrong
The truth is always somewhere in between
You and I, we can't change the weather
And we're all in this together
So let the strong winds blow
Ah, now things will be much better
If you don't become a prisoner
To the reason you should know
You are what you are
You dream what you dream
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
Play me a serenade
A simple masquerade
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
How I wish tomorrow I were fishin'
Boy I've got a mission
Shake it, rattle and roll
Ah, now, just use you intuition
You'll get less competition
From the clock up on the wall
You are what you are
You dream what you dream
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
Play me a serenade
A simple masquerade
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
You are what you are
You dream what you dream
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
Play me a serenade
Red wine or lemonade
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
You are what you are
You dream what you dream
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
Play me a serenade
A simple masquerade
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
You are what you are
You dream what you dream
Play on your Blue Guitar for me
Mademoiselle Voulez-Vous Danser Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Madamoiselle, voulez-vous danser?
Take my hand, don't turn away
You've been sitting there all night long
I know that something must be wrong
Madamoiselle, voulez-vous danser?
A new moon has come out to play
Take my hand, step outside
These doors and windows open wide
The stars are out and shining, hear the south wind sighing
It'll be okay
Let the breeze caress you,
violin undress your heart
On va danser
Madamoiselle, voulez-vous danser?
It will soon be the break of day
We all have so little time
Oh won't you put your hand in mine
The stars are out and shining, hear the south wind sighing
It'll be okay
Let the breeze caress you,
violin undress your heart
I swear, on va danser
Madamoiselle, voulez-vous danser?
A new moon has come out to play
Madamoiselle, voulez-vous danser
It will soon be the break of day
On va danser
On va danser
Madamoiselle, voulez-vous danser
Madamoiselle, voulez vous danser
Danser
We all have so little time
Take my hand, don't turn away
You've been sitting there all night long
I know that something must be wrong
Madamoiselle, voulez-vous danser?
A new moon has come out to play
Take my hand, step outside
These doors and windows open wide
The stars are out and shining, hear the south wind sighing
It'll be okay
Let the breeze caress you,
violin undress your heart
On va danser
Madamoiselle, voulez-vous danser?
It will soon be the break of day
We all have so little time
Oh won't you put your hand in mine
The stars are out and shining, hear the south wind sighing
It'll be okay
Let the breeze caress you,
violin undress your heart
I swear, on va danser
Madamoiselle, voulez-vous danser?
A new moon has come out to play
Madamoiselle, voulez-vous danser
It will soon be the break of day
On va danser
On va danser
Madamoiselle, voulez-vous danser
Madamoiselle, voulez vous danser
Danser
We all have so little time
Autour Du Rocher Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Mes amis nous allons quelque part dont tout
le monde
Se rappelle d'un endroit ou l'herbe etait
toujours verte
Et la fete ne s'arretait jamais
A autour du rocher
This a a little tale about a hotel in the Caribbean.
Well it wasn't really a hotel, it was a patio
bar with funky rooms and an outdoor disco
with bad wiring. Some people said if you looked
between the cracks of the floorboards of our
dance floor you would see Hell. If you ever
went there, you would know what I'm talking
about. If you never had, then we
thought we'd send you a little musical souvenir.
Some say it was a planet
Some say it was a rock
For five wild years in L"Orient
The party never stopped
There were pirates from the Indies
There were models from Paris
There were locals and New Yorkers
And the Brazilian Navy
By mini-moke and scooters
In cabs and stolen cars
Came the creatures of the evening
From St. Martin and from Mars
Alors, Alors, Alors, Alors alors come on, come on
Vien faire un tour autour du rocher
On croisera les fantomes du passe
Viens faire un tour autour du rocher
Sur les souvenirs l'herbe a poussee
Girl at the pool table
puts on a show for free
They were bivouacked in the bathroom
By the hot tub near the sea
Every night at midnight
Seems the devil took control
And the hill became a parking lot
Fueled by rock 'n' roll
They were talking by the cannon
But I couldn't believe my ears
The Russian had plutonium
The sailor wanted beers
They shook hands in the moonlight
And broke out a big cigar
Just business as usual
Beneath the tropic stars
Alors (come on) alors (let's go) alors
Vien faire in tour autour du rocher
On croisera les fantomes du pass'e
Viens faire un tour autour du richer
Sur les souvinirs l'herbe a poussee
It was better than a painting
At le Musee de Beaux Arts
And simply what we did for fun
Back in the old St. Barts
Then the glitz and all the glamour
Hit like a hurricane
Or maybe we just all grew up
But it never was the same
The gendarmes finally closed the joint
And the fire it did the rest
But on New Year's Eve of '91
We sang the last request
We were dancing in the ashes
We were dancing in the sea
We were dancing in the ruins
Where we left our memories
Come on let's go alors
Vien faire un tour autour du rocher
On croisera les fantomes du pass'e
Viens faire un tour autour du rocher
Sur les souvinirs l'herbe a poussee
Alors. Alors, Alors, Alors
Vien faire un tour autour du rocher
On croisera les fantomes du pass'e
Viens faire untour autour du rocher
Sur les souvenirs l'herbe a poussee
le monde
Se rappelle d'un endroit ou l'herbe etait
toujours verte
Et la fete ne s'arretait jamais
A autour du rocher
This a a little tale about a hotel in the Caribbean.
Well it wasn't really a hotel, it was a patio
bar with funky rooms and an outdoor disco
with bad wiring. Some people said if you looked
between the cracks of the floorboards of our
dance floor you would see Hell. If you ever
went there, you would know what I'm talking
about. If you never had, then we
thought we'd send you a little musical souvenir.
Some say it was a planet
Some say it was a rock
For five wild years in L"Orient
The party never stopped
There were pirates from the Indies
There were models from Paris
There were locals and New Yorkers
And the Brazilian Navy
By mini-moke and scooters
In cabs and stolen cars
Came the creatures of the evening
From St. Martin and from Mars
Alors, Alors, Alors, Alors alors come on, come on
Vien faire un tour autour du rocher
On croisera les fantomes du passe
Viens faire un tour autour du rocher
Sur les souvenirs l'herbe a poussee
Girl at the pool table
puts on a show for free
They were bivouacked in the bathroom
By the hot tub near the sea
Every night at midnight
Seems the devil took control
And the hill became a parking lot
Fueled by rock 'n' roll
They were talking by the cannon
But I couldn't believe my ears
The Russian had plutonium
The sailor wanted beers
They shook hands in the moonlight
And broke out a big cigar
Just business as usual
Beneath the tropic stars
Alors (come on) alors (let's go) alors
Vien faire in tour autour du rocher
On croisera les fantomes du pass'e
Viens faire un tour autour du richer
Sur les souvinirs l'herbe a poussee
It was better than a painting
At le Musee de Beaux Arts
And simply what we did for fun
Back in the old St. Barts
Then the glitz and all the glamour
Hit like a hurricane
Or maybe we just all grew up
But it never was the same
The gendarmes finally closed the joint
And the fire it did the rest
But on New Year's Eve of '91
We sang the last request
We were dancing in the ashes
We were dancing in the sea
We were dancing in the ruins
Where we left our memories
Come on let's go alors
Vien faire un tour autour du rocher
On croisera les fantomes du pass'e
Viens faire un tour autour du rocher
Sur les souvinirs l'herbe a poussee
Alors. Alors, Alors, Alors
Vien faire un tour autour du rocher
On croisera les fantomes du pass'e
Viens faire untour autour du rocher
Sur les souvenirs l'herbe a poussee
Savannah Fare You Well Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
There is something in the wind tonight
Some kind of change of weather
Somewhere some devil's mixing fire and ice together
I got a feeling that the dark side of the moon is one the rise
Black as a crow's feather
I could stay another day or two
But what's the use of stalling
Deep in the winter even holdout leaves start fallin'
Lately every night above the declarations of our love
I hear the road callin'
It's such a fragile magic
A puff of wind can break the spell
And all the golden threads are frail as spider webs
Savannah fare you well
In a vision I had yesterday
It rained so hard that I drowned
While I waited for a hurricane to die down
The raging water rolling over me was wild as a heart
That love cannot tie down
It's such a fragile magic
A puff of wind can break the spell
And all the golden threads are frail as spider webs
Savannah fare you well
Some kind of change of weather
Somewhere some devil's mixing fire and ice together
I got a feeling that the dark side of the moon is one the rise
Black as a crow's feather
I could stay another day or two
But what's the use of stalling
Deep in the winter even holdout leaves start fallin'
Lately every night above the declarations of our love
I hear the road callin'
It's such a fragile magic
A puff of wind can break the spell
And all the golden threads are frail as spider webs
Savannah fare you well
In a vision I had yesterday
It rained so hard that I drowned
While I waited for a hurricane to die down
The raging water rolling over me was wild as a heart
That love cannot tie down
It's such a fragile magic
A puff of wind can break the spell
And all the golden threads are frail as spider webs
Savannah fare you well
All The Ways I Want You Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
The hills are full of secrets
Owls watch by night
Down in town the bars are full
And the drunks are picking fights
These are things I know
But the facts are filtered through
All the ways I want you
2:19 freight train
Moaning somewhere near
I see you in the distance
But I can't get there from here
Hard to believe it's happening
But my whole world's shrunken to
All the ways I want you
Stars look down and laugh at me
I ought to take a bow
Don't have to tell them life's hard sometimes
There's one falling now
Nobody's here beside me
I can talk about it to
All the ways I want you
Owls watch by night
Down in town the bars are full
And the drunks are picking fights
These are things I know
But the facts are filtered through
All the ways I want you
2:19 freight train
Moaning somewhere near
I see you in the distance
But I can't get there from here
Hard to believe it's happening
But my whole world's shrunken to
All the ways I want you
Stars look down and laugh at me
I ought to take a bow
Don't have to tell them life's hard sometimes
There's one falling now
Nobody's here beside me
I can talk about it to
All the ways I want you
Last Man Standing Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
If they gave Olympic medals for running all-night long
I would have won them all until I turned pro
I've got miles of dedication
And a natural inclination
For a childhood game i just could not outgrow
I want to be the last man standing
People crashin' on the sofas and passed out on the floor
But the Last man standing
was sayin' bring on a little bit more
When you stop and think about
Life is still just high school
You make the same mistakes you did when you were young
Contending for the ladies' favors
Testing every single flavor
While hopelessly trying not scald your tongue
I wanna be the last man standing
Bring me the hot sauce
Bring me a beer
Gonna be the last man standing
But where do we go from here?
Gonna be the last man standing
People crashin' on the sofas and passed out on the floor
But the Last man standing
was sayin' bring on a little bit more
I might as well admit it
There's been a time or two
When I contemplate retirement for a while
But a hundred years from now
They'll still be asking how
As they gaze upon on my taxidermic smile
Want to be the last man standing
Got the devil at the crossroads, wolf at the door
But the last man standing
Is singin' bring on a little bit more
They're gonna see the last man standing
Still got a fun ticket in my hand
Gonna be the last man standing
Takin off before I land
arg
I would have won them all until I turned pro
I've got miles of dedication
And a natural inclination
For a childhood game i just could not outgrow
I want to be the last man standing
People crashin' on the sofas and passed out on the floor
But the Last man standing
was sayin' bring on a little bit more
When you stop and think about
Life is still just high school
You make the same mistakes you did when you were young
Contending for the ladies' favors
Testing every single flavor
While hopelessly trying not scald your tongue
I wanna be the last man standing
Bring me the hot sauce
Bring me a beer
Gonna be the last man standing
But where do we go from here?
Gonna be the last man standing
People crashin' on the sofas and passed out on the floor
But the Last man standing
was sayin' bring on a little bit more
I might as well admit it
There's been a time or two
When I contemplate retirement for a while
But a hundred years from now
They'll still be asking how
As they gaze upon on my taxidermic smile
Want to be the last man standing
Got the devil at the crossroads, wolf at the door
But the last man standing
Is singin' bring on a little bit more
They're gonna see the last man standing
Still got a fun ticket in my hand
Gonna be the last man standing
Takin off before I land
arg
What If The Hokey-Pokey Is All It Really Is About? Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
The universe is runnin' away
I heard it on the news just the other day
There's this new stuff called dark energy
We can't measure and we can't see
It's some elemental mystery
Train that we can't catch
But our heads are in the oven
And somebody's 'bout to strike a match
Meanwhile back on our big round ball
Things are getting serious as cholesterol
Permutations, calculations,
Greedy piggies at the trough
Arrogance and ignorance
Just to top it off
I just can't keep up with the Nasdaq
Who got sold and bought
I've got to take my lunch break
But I'll leave you with a little for thought
Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey pokey
Is all it really is about
What if life is just a cosmic joke
Like spiders in your underwear or olives in your coke
My life can get as messy as a day old sticky bun
So I arm myself with punch lines and a big ol' water gun
They say it's not that simple but just maybe it should be
It's time to change the subject, would you join me in a cup of herbal tea?
Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey pokey
Is all it really is about
I still believe in rock 'n' roll
It pays my bills and soothes my soul
There really really isn't
A whole lot more around
Except for Frank Sinatra and the Big band sound
I want music in the music
I want chicken in the soup
I want caffeine in my system let's revive the hula hoop
Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey pokey
Is all it really is about
I heard it on the news just the other day
There's this new stuff called dark energy
We can't measure and we can't see
It's some elemental mystery
Train that we can't catch
But our heads are in the oven
And somebody's 'bout to strike a match
Meanwhile back on our big round ball
Things are getting serious as cholesterol
Permutations, calculations,
Greedy piggies at the trough
Arrogance and ignorance
Just to top it off
I just can't keep up with the Nasdaq
Who got sold and bought
I've got to take my lunch break
But I'll leave you with a little for thought
Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey pokey
Is all it really is about
What if life is just a cosmic joke
Like spiders in your underwear or olives in your coke
My life can get as messy as a day old sticky bun
So I arm myself with punch lines and a big ol' water gun
They say it's not that simple but just maybe it should be
It's time to change the subject, would you join me in a cup of herbal tea?
Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey pokey
Is all it really is about
I still believe in rock 'n' roll
It pays my bills and soothes my soul
There really really isn't
A whole lot more around
Except for Frank Sinatra and the Big band sound
I want music in the music
I want chicken in the soup
I want caffeine in my system let's revive the hula hoop
Maybe it's all too simple
For our brains to figure it out
What if the hokey pokey
Is all it really is about
Altered Boy Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Oh no, he's buying an island
Oh no, he's building a boat
Why does he never stop smiling?
Fun surrounds him like a deep moat
Where does he get all those stories?
How can he tell such a lie?
He's bound to see purgatory
His views are in short supply
But Peter Pan would understand
His schemes and dreams and ploys
Best keep an eye on his slight hand
He such an altered boy
Good God, he's talking with parrots
Painting his dreams in the sand
Piling up beaucoup demerits
Doing it just 'cause he can
By Jove he's having a cocoa
Evading those judgmental eyes
Calmly walking his tight rope
High above all the outcries
But Peter Pan would understand
His schemes and dreams and ploys
Best keep an eye on his slight hand
He such an altered boy
The story goes
he stumbled at the alter
Now it seems he just blasphemes
And dwells with dangers daughter
Someone call the talking doctor
Somebody get a SWAT team
There he sits getting away with murder
How dare him live out his dreams
But Peter Pan would understand
His schemes and dreams and ploys
Best keep an eye on his slight hand
He such an altered boy
Oh no, he's sailing today
Oh no, beware Paraguay
Oh no, anchors aweigh
Oh no
Oh no, he's building a boat
Why does he never stop smiling?
Fun surrounds him like a deep moat
Where does he get all those stories?
How can he tell such a lie?
He's bound to see purgatory
His views are in short supply
But Peter Pan would understand
His schemes and dreams and ploys
Best keep an eye on his slight hand
He such an altered boy
Good God, he's talking with parrots
Painting his dreams in the sand
Piling up beaucoup demerits
Doing it just 'cause he can
By Jove he's having a cocoa
Evading those judgmental eyes
Calmly walking his tight rope
High above all the outcries
But Peter Pan would understand
His schemes and dreams and ploys
Best keep an eye on his slight hand
He such an altered boy
The story goes
he stumbled at the alter
Now it seems he just blasphemes
And dwells with dangers daughter
Someone call the talking doctor
Somebody get a SWAT team
There he sits getting away with murder
How dare him live out his dreams
But Peter Pan would understand
His schemes and dreams and ploys
Best keep an eye on his slight hand
He such an altered boy
Oh no, he's sailing today
Oh no, beware Paraguay
Oh no, anchors aweigh
Oh no
USS Zydecoldsmobile Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
You can feel the horses under the hood
Through thick and thin pull us out of the wood
She's the smoothest ride, yeah, you'll ever feel
She's the Delta slide of automobiles
Double clutchin' on the backseat
I hear you, yeah, with your main squeeze
Playing triple row accordian fills
In the USS ZydecOldsmobile
Port of Call Opelousas
Port of Call Lawtell
Port of Call Frilot Cove
In the USS ZydecOldsmobile
Mardi Gras run block the road
Park the car and join the show
Get up on the trunk and dance at will
Aboard the USS ZydecOldsmobile
Port of Call Opelousas
Port of Call Lawtell
Port of Call Frilot Cove
In the USS ZydecOldsmobile
Yeah, Spirit moves through everyone
We have faith and we have fun
God bless the turning wheel
Of my USS ZydecOldsmobile
Port of Call Opelousas
Port of Call Lawtell
Port of Call Frilot Cove
In the USS ZydecOldsmobile
Come ride with me in my ZydecOldsmobile
Double clutchin' with me in my ZydecOldsmobile
Hip shakin' with me in my ZydecOldsmobile
Come ride with me in my ZydecOldsmobile
Through thick and thin pull us out of the wood
She's the smoothest ride, yeah, you'll ever feel
She's the Delta slide of automobiles
Double clutchin' on the backseat
I hear you, yeah, with your main squeeze
Playing triple row accordian fills
In the USS ZydecOldsmobile
Port of Call Opelousas
Port of Call Lawtell
Port of Call Frilot Cove
In the USS ZydecOldsmobile
Mardi Gras run block the road
Park the car and join the show
Get up on the trunk and dance at will
Aboard the USS ZydecOldsmobile
Port of Call Opelousas
Port of Call Lawtell
Port of Call Frilot Cove
In the USS ZydecOldsmobile
Yeah, Spirit moves through everyone
We have faith and we have fun
God bless the turning wheel
Of my USS ZydecOldsmobile
Port of Call Opelousas
Port of Call Lawtell
Port of Call Frilot Cove
In the USS ZydecOldsmobile
Come ride with me in my ZydecOldsmobile
Double clutchin' with me in my ZydecOldsmobile
Hip shakin' with me in my ZydecOldsmobile
Come ride with me in my ZydecOldsmobile
Someday I Will Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
I see a white sail
skipping cross a blue bay
and I say Someday I Will
I see a young man
strumming on a green guitar
and I say Someday I Will
I don't have a plan
It's not that kind of thing
I'm not Martin Luther King
I don't have a dream
It's just sometimes I know
That's the way I'm supposed to go
I see a flying boat
and I get a lump in my throat
and I say Someday I Will
Someday
So whatever thrills you
Anything you love to do
Just say someday I will
Don't need to know who
May help you make it come true
Just say someday I will
Don't have to work it all out
Don't have to tear it all apart
All you need's a place to start
And if it never worked before
Try it just once more
That's what your heart if for
Whether it's big or small
If you have a passion at all
Just say, someday I will
Someday
Someday I will
Someday
skipping cross a blue bay
and I say Someday I Will
I see a young man
strumming on a green guitar
and I say Someday I Will
I don't have a plan
It's not that kind of thing
I'm not Martin Luther King
I don't have a dream
It's just sometimes I know
That's the way I'm supposed to go
I see a flying boat
and I get a lump in my throat
and I say Someday I Will
Someday
So whatever thrills you
Anything you love to do
Just say someday I will
Don't need to know who
May help you make it come true
Just say someday I will
Don't have to work it all out
Don't have to tear it all apart
All you need's a place to start
And if it never worked before
Try it just once more
That's what your heart if for
Whether it's big or small
If you have a passion at all
Just say, someday I will
Someday
Someday I will
Someday
Far Side Of The World Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Ramadan is over,
The new moon's shown her face,
I'm halfway round the planet,
In a most unlikely place.
Following my song line
Past bamboo shacks and shops
Behind a jitney packed like sardines,
With bananas piled on top.
I ran away from politics,
It's too bizarre at home.
Away I flew, tuned into Blue
"Maybe Amsterdam or Rome"
Awakened by a stewardess,
With Spain somewhere below.
On the threshold of adventure,
God I do love this job so.
So while I make my move
On the big board game
Up and down a Spanish highway,
Some things remain the same.
Girls meet boys
and the boys tease girls
I'm heading out this morning,
For the Far Side of the World.
Oh I believe in song lines
Obvious and not
I'd ridden them like camels
To some most peculiar spots.
They run across the oceans
Through mountains and saloons
And tonight out to the dessert
Where I sit atop this dune.
I was destined for this vantage point
Which is so far from the Sea
I've lived it in the pages of Saint-Exupery
From Paris to Tunisia
Casablanca to Dakar
I was riding long before I flew
Through the wind and sand and stars.
Caravan
Ride that hump
And Timbuktu's a jillion bumps
Sleeping bags and battle flags
Are coiled and furled
That's the way you travel
To the far side of the world!
A Sunset framed by lightening bolts
Burns a lasting memory
And a string of tiny twinkling lights
adorn the sausage tree.
While the embers from the log fire
Flicker, fly, and twirl
Then drift off toward the cosmos
From the Far Side of the World.
Well it's Christmas and my birthday
and so to that extent
The Masai not the wise men
Are circling my tent.
I teach them how to play guitar
They show me how to dance
We have rum from the Caribbean
And Burgundy from France.
New Year's Eve in Zanzibar
With Babu and his boys
High up on the rooftop
You can relish all the noise.
They are dancing on the tables
People bouncing like gazelles
Two 0-0-1 is ushered in
With air raid horns and bells.
Time to sing time to dance
Living out my second chance.
Cobras and sleeping bags are coiled and curled
That's the way it happens
On the Far Side of the World.
Back at home, it's afternoon
Six thousand miles away.
I will still be there when I get through
Attending this soiree
There are jobs and chores and questions
And plates I need to twirl,
But tonight I'll take my chances,
On the Far Side of the World.
That's the way it happens
On the Far Side of the World.
The new moon's shown her face,
I'm halfway round the planet,
In a most unlikely place.
Following my song line
Past bamboo shacks and shops
Behind a jitney packed like sardines,
With bananas piled on top.
I ran away from politics,
It's too bizarre at home.
Away I flew, tuned into Blue
"Maybe Amsterdam or Rome"
Awakened by a stewardess,
With Spain somewhere below.
On the threshold of adventure,
God I do love this job so.
So while I make my move
On the big board game
Up and down a Spanish highway,
Some things remain the same.
Girls meet boys
and the boys tease girls
I'm heading out this morning,
For the Far Side of the World.
Oh I believe in song lines
Obvious and not
I'd ridden them like camels
To some most peculiar spots.
They run across the oceans
Through mountains and saloons
And tonight out to the dessert
Where I sit atop this dune.
I was destined for this vantage point
Which is so far from the Sea
I've lived it in the pages of Saint-Exupery
From Paris to Tunisia
Casablanca to Dakar
I was riding long before I flew
Through the wind and sand and stars.
Caravan
Ride that hump
And Timbuktu's a jillion bumps
Sleeping bags and battle flags
Are coiled and furled
That's the way you travel
To the far side of the world!
A Sunset framed by lightening bolts
Burns a lasting memory
And a string of tiny twinkling lights
adorn the sausage tree.
While the embers from the log fire
Flicker, fly, and twirl
Then drift off toward the cosmos
From the Far Side of the World.
Well it's Christmas and my birthday
and so to that extent
The Masai not the wise men
Are circling my tent.
I teach them how to play guitar
They show me how to dance
We have rum from the Caribbean
And Burgundy from France.
New Year's Eve in Zanzibar
With Babu and his boys
High up on the rooftop
You can relish all the noise.
They are dancing on the tables
People bouncing like gazelles
Two 0-0-1 is ushered in
With air raid horns and bells.
Time to sing time to dance
Living out my second chance.
Cobras and sleeping bags are coiled and curled
That's the way it happens
On the Far Side of the World.
Back at home, it's afternoon
Six thousand miles away.
I will still be there when I get through
Attending this soiree
There are jobs and chores and questions
And plates I need to twirl,
But tonight I'll take my chances,
On the Far Side of the World.
That's the way it happens
On the Far Side of the World.
Tonight I Just Need My Guitar Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Gulf coast nights, flounder lights
I'm back on the Eastern shore
With my history of wrecks
I think It's time to check
The crab trap of life once more
Need is a relative thing these days
It borders on desire
The high tech world is full of bright shiny things
We think that we really require
Sometimes more than others
You see who and what and where You are
I'm a one-man band with no Immediate plans
Tonight I just need my guitar
Don't need to feel important or famous
No limos or my little Nash car
One lucky man
With my feet in the sand
Tonight I just need my guitar
I'm back on the Eastern shore
With my history of wrecks
I think It's time to check
The crab trap of life once more
Need is a relative thing these days
It borders on desire
The high tech world is full of bright shiny things
We think that we really require
Sometimes more than others
You see who and what and where You are
I'm a one-man band with no Immediate plans
Tonight I just need my guitar
Don't need to feel important or famous
No limos or my little Nash car
One lucky man
With my feet in the sand
Tonight I just need my guitar
Beach House On The Moon Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Cameron's getting logical,
A Vulcan in disguise,
The mysteries of the night are
Putting sparkles in his eyes.
He's looking for sound reasoning,
But the best that I can do,
Is this transcendental story,
That I'll pass along to you.
Past the falls they call Victoria,
Down the river named the Nile,
Drifts a tiny little handmade boat,
It's shaped just like a smile.
And steered by a magician,
With the knowledge that he needs,
To keep him on his destined course,
Past the crocodiles and reeds.
He's the Admiral of the ocean,
The Lone Eagle in the sky,
He gave me my first sextant,
And he taught me how to fly.
It's been quite a lengthy passage,
From the dawn of time till now,
He has weathered the infernal storms
In his trusty petite dow.
He has soared about colossal waves,
Sailed the endless sea.
Sometimes he resembles you,
Sometimes he looks like me.
I saw him through my telescope,
On a cloudless night in June,
As he rested between voyages
At his beach house on the moon.
There are windows to the galaxies
And hallways to the past.
There are trapdoors to the future
And a splintered ancient mast.
There are relics from Apollo trips,
When the earthmen came to play,
And a hammock from a distant star,
Out in the Milky Way.
He's the Admiral of the ocean
The Lone Eagle in the sky.
He game me my first sextant
And he taught me how to fly.
I saw him through my telescope
On a cloudless night in June
As he rested between voyages
At his beach house on the moon.
A stripped bass breaks the surface
As the sunset fades away
And our journey from the Sea of Storms
Takes us home beside the bay.
We go fishing in the ocean
We go traveling back in time
Like the song says 'teach your children'
To go fishing with their minds.
Cameron's contemplating
I'm not sure just what he thinks
"Is my dad some kind of lunatic
With his stories and high hi-jinks".
Then he says when I get old and gray
And feel like I'm marooned,
He will take me in his rocket ship
To that beach house on the moon.
A Vulcan in disguise,
The mysteries of the night are
Putting sparkles in his eyes.
He's looking for sound reasoning,
But the best that I can do,
Is this transcendental story,
That I'll pass along to you.
Past the falls they call Victoria,
Down the river named the Nile,
Drifts a tiny little handmade boat,
It's shaped just like a smile.
And steered by a magician,
With the knowledge that he needs,
To keep him on his destined course,
Past the crocodiles and reeds.
He's the Admiral of the ocean,
The Lone Eagle in the sky,
He gave me my first sextant,
And he taught me how to fly.
It's been quite a lengthy passage,
From the dawn of time till now,
He has weathered the infernal storms
In his trusty petite dow.
He has soared about colossal waves,
Sailed the endless sea.
Sometimes he resembles you,
Sometimes he looks like me.
I saw him through my telescope,
On a cloudless night in June,
As he rested between voyages
At his beach house on the moon.
There are windows to the galaxies
And hallways to the past.
There are trapdoors to the future
And a splintered ancient mast.
There are relics from Apollo trips,
When the earthmen came to play,
And a hammock from a distant star,
Out in the Milky Way.
He's the Admiral of the ocean
The Lone Eagle in the sky.
He game me my first sextant
And he taught me how to fly.
I saw him through my telescope
On a cloudless night in June
As he rested between voyages
At his beach house on the moon.
A stripped bass breaks the surface
As the sunset fades away
And our journey from the Sea of Storms
Takes us home beside the bay.
We go fishing in the ocean
We go traveling back in time
Like the song says 'teach your children'
To go fishing with their minds.
Cameron's contemplating
I'm not sure just what he thinks
"Is my dad some kind of lunatic
With his stories and high hi-jinks".
Then he says when I get old and gray
And feel like I'm marooned,
He will take me in his rocket ship
To that beach house on the moon.
Permanent Reminder Of A Temporary Feeling Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
She was no marine back from the Philippines
She was their pride and job, their incarnation.
Her parents viewed the chief
With shock and disbelief
Looking for some other explanation.
The Indian, her back was poised for an attack.
She said 'a tattoo is a badge of validation'.
But the truth of the matter is far more revealing.
It's a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Amnesic episodes that never go away.
It's no complex memento, it's no subtle revealing.
Just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
Vegas in the rain, drunk on cheap champagne
He hears out of tune synthesized chapel bells
Painfully ringing.
Where's his limo ride? Who's this foreign bride?
Is this really Elvis spinning round the ceiling?
Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling,
Forgotten fabrications in the chapels of love.
What is this ring on his finger? Why is he kneeling?
She's just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
Chromosomes and genes, spawn these fateful scenes.
Evolution can be mean, there's no 'dumb ass' vaccine.
Blame your DNA, you're a victim of your fate.
It's human nature to miscalculate.
To make up for the fight they go out for the night.
Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll seems like the easiest answer.
But a short nine months later, there's no way of concealing,
That permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Amnesic episodes that never go away.
Complex mementos, not subtle revealings.
Just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
She was their pride and job, their incarnation.
Her parents viewed the chief
With shock and disbelief
Looking for some other explanation.
The Indian, her back was poised for an attack.
She said 'a tattoo is a badge of validation'.
But the truth of the matter is far more revealing.
It's a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Amnesic episodes that never go away.
It's no complex memento, it's no subtle revealing.
Just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
Vegas in the rain, drunk on cheap champagne
He hears out of tune synthesized chapel bells
Painfully ringing.
Where's his limo ride? Who's this foreign bride?
Is this really Elvis spinning round the ceiling?
Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling,
Forgotten fabrications in the chapels of love.
What is this ring on his finger? Why is he kneeling?
She's just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
Chromosomes and genes, spawn these fateful scenes.
Evolution can be mean, there's no 'dumb ass' vaccine.
Blame your DNA, you're a victim of your fate.
It's human nature to miscalculate.
To make up for the fight they go out for the night.
Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll seems like the easiest answer.
But a short nine months later, there's no way of concealing,
That permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
Permanent reminder of a temporary feeling
Amnesic episodes that never go away.
Complex mementos, not subtle revealings.
Just a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.
Waiting For The Next Explosion Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
Missing link crouched upon a promontory rock
Tryin' to figure out his biological clock.
No one around to announce his arrival
So he's got to get to work on his sense of survival
Oh Oh, it's a dangerous world.
Over in China they got smart real fast
That's where they invented the man made blast.
They lost a few infers and some bamboo shacks,
But they gave birth to a tribe of pyromaniacs.
Oh oh, it's a dangerous world.
Fire in the sky, lava in the ocean,
Sittin' round waitin' for the next explosion
Back in the fifties they thought it made good sense
To teach all the school children about civil defense.
Don't be scared, do not cry,
Just dive under your desk and kiss your ass goodbye.
Oh oh, such a dangerous world.
It was a hell of a hustle, paranoia promotion
Waiting at ground zero, for the next explosion.
Where you gonna be
When it hits the fan
Got a plan
What you gonna do
If it lands on you
Where's your point of view.
Down at the beach club there's a sales convention
Night sky is the focus of that crowd's attention.
It's no cosmic collision just a fireworks show,
But they feel it in their hearts when those
Concussion bombs blow.
Oh oh, such a dangerous world
Gunpowder's louder than Newton's laws of motion.
Everybody's waitin' for the next explosion.
Firs in the sky, fallin' on the ocean
Sittin' round waitin' for the next explosion.
Tryin' to figure out his biological clock.
No one around to announce his arrival
So he's got to get to work on his sense of survival
Oh Oh, it's a dangerous world.
Over in China they got smart real fast
That's where they invented the man made blast.
They lost a few infers and some bamboo shacks,
But they gave birth to a tribe of pyromaniacs.
Oh oh, it's a dangerous world.
Fire in the sky, lava in the ocean,
Sittin' round waitin' for the next explosion
Back in the fifties they thought it made good sense
To teach all the school children about civil defense.
Don't be scared, do not cry,
Just dive under your desk and kiss your ass goodbye.
Oh oh, such a dangerous world.
It was a hell of a hustle, paranoia promotion
Waiting at ground zero, for the next explosion.
Where you gonna be
When it hits the fan
Got a plan
What you gonna do
If it lands on you
Where's your point of view.
Down at the beach club there's a sales convention
Night sky is the focus of that crowd's attention.
It's no cosmic collision just a fireworks show,
But they feel it in their hearts when those
Concussion bombs blow.
Oh oh, such a dangerous world
Gunpowder's louder than Newton's laws of motion.
Everybody's waitin' for the next explosion.
Firs in the sky, fallin' on the ocean
Sittin' round waitin' for the next explosion.
You Call It Joggin' Lyrics – Jimmy Buffett
You call it joggin' , I call it runnin' around
You say you're losing weight but you ain't lost a pound.
While you're out joggin' with your other friends,
I'm home feeding the kids again.
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around,
It's the best release you say you've ever found.
Your friends all smile and agree
Yeah, you were runnin' around on me.
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.
Somebody said they saw you down at the corner
Getting out of some strangers car.
You come home after runnin' for hours
Ain't even breathing hard.
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.
The soles of your runnin' shoes they ain't wearing down.
While you're out runnin' up and down the streets
I'm tryin' to get the kids to sleep.
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.
You've been out since five p.m.
It's now thirty minutes past ten.
You blow in all out of breath,
Honey, you've been drinking gin again?
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.
Draggin' that silly old towel all over town.
You come home grinning with your hair all wet,
Smelling like shampoo instead of sweat.
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around
Oh yeah,
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.
You say you're losing weight but you ain't lost a pound.
While you're out joggin' with your other friends,
I'm home feeding the kids again.
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around,
It's the best release you say you've ever found.
Your friends all smile and agree
Yeah, you were runnin' around on me.
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.
Somebody said they saw you down at the corner
Getting out of some strangers car.
You come home after runnin' for hours
Ain't even breathing hard.
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.
The soles of your runnin' shoes they ain't wearing down.
While you're out runnin' up and down the streets
I'm tryin' to get the kids to sleep.
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.
You've been out since five p.m.
It's now thirty minutes past ten.
You blow in all out of breath,
Honey, you've been drinking gin again?
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.
Draggin' that silly old towel all over town.
You come home grinning with your hair all wet,
Smelling like shampoo instead of sweat.
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around
Oh yeah,
You call it joggin', I call it runnin' around.
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