| I'm going back to my parrot head friends. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
You'll Never Work In This Business Again |
| We're weird roman candles burning bright at both ends. At the end of the road's where this story begins. Where the green of the gulf meets the blue of the sea. What makes it all happen is still a mystery to me. But those crazy days and those crazy ways, we never want to undo. We'll be together, now and forever. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Blue Heaven Rendezvous |
| I recommend that you try a little mental floss. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Mental Floss |
| I'd like to be a jellyfish, 'cause jellyfish don't pay rent. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Mental Floss |
| Mr. Bear, you know in the eyes of the Lord, we're both beasts. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
God's Own Drunk |
| Fifteen may get you twenty, but that's alright. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Livingston Saturday Night |
| Half woman, half child, she drove him wild. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Cuban Crime Of Passion |
| What would Pop-eye do in a tight spot like this? |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Take It Back |
| The cheating was sweet, but my heart is beat. Don't tear it apart, please by-pass this heart. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Please By-Pass This Heart |
| You better lava me now or lava me not. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Volcano |
| Pickup's washed and you just got paid, with any luck at all you might even get laid. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Livingston Saturday Night |
| Barmaid, bring a pitcher, another round of brew. Honey, why don't we get drunk and screw? |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Why Don't We Get Drunk and Screw |
| I ain't no drinking man, but temptation got the best of me. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
God's Own Drunk |
| It was too much Tequila, or not quite enough. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Semi-True Stories |
| Nothing to show but this brand new tattoo. But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie, how it got here I haven't a clue. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Margaritaville |
| Wasting away again in Margaritaville, searching for my lost shaker of salt. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Margaritaville |
| Elvis up in Michigan and maybe out in Mars. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Off To See The Lizard |
| My only contact with the outside world was an RCA Victrola, and Elvis would sing, and then I'd dream about expensive cars. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Life Is Just A Tire Swing |
| This imitation Elvis may not be the king, but baby I'm the next best thing. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Elvis Imitators |
| Some of it's magic, some of it's tragic, but I had a good life all the way. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
He Went To Paris |
| He went to Paris looking for answers to questions that bothered him so. He was impressive, young and aggressive, saving the world on his own. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
He Went To Paris |
| Mirror that lies, mirror that lies, that can't be me in the gorilla disguise. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
This Hotel Room |
| Love is a wave building to a crescendo. Ride if you will, ride it with me. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Lone Palm |
| Drive-in, you guzzle gin, commit a little mortal sin. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Grapefruit Juicy Fruit |
| Maybe roll in the sand with a rock and roll man. |
Jimmy Buffett, |
Fins |