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01. It’s Too Late
02. Manana
03. Pencil Thin Mustache
04. Son of a Son of a Sailor
05. Volcano
06. Come Monday
07. Why Dont We Get Drunk
08. Fins

01. Homemade Music
02. Tiki Bar Is Open
03. Fruitcakes
04. Pencil Thin Mustache
05. Miss You So Badly
06. It's Five O'Clock Somewhere
07. We're Still Here
08. Trying To Reason With Hurricane Season

00. Preshow Interview
01. Hawaiian Drum Intro
02. Migration
03. Changes In Latitudes
04. Tiki Bar Is Open
05. Iko Iko
06. I Will Play For Gumbo
07. Fruitcakes

00. Preshow Interview
01. Migration
02. Changes In Latitudes
03. Tiki Bar Is Open
04. Stars On The Water
05. Fruitcakes
06. Miss You So Badly
07. Grapefruit Juicyfruit

01. Lage Nom Ai
02. Stars On The Water
03. SummerZcool
04. It's Five O'Clock Somewhere
05. Manana
06. Conky Tonkin'
07. Changes In Latitudes, Changes In Attitudes
08. Volcano

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

Well I was drivin' down I-95 the other night.
Somebody nearly cut me right off the road.
I decided it wasn't gonna do any good to get mad.
So I wrote a song about him instead.
It goes like this...

Were you born an asshole?
Or did you work at it your whole life?

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, I hope you have fun
Splashin' in the slack tide
Unchaperoned over on the flip side
I write what I know about, made up or true
These songs aren't for me, they're for you
Memories like meteors fly through my head
The sand was pearl white
Her bikini bright red

By: jimmy buffett
1977
I took off for a weekend last month
Just to try and recall the whole year
All of the faces and all of the places
Wonderin where they all disappeared
I didn't ponder the question too long
I was hungry and went out for a bite

Tuesday on the island
Not much goin' on
The parties are all over
They ended just past dawn
But the jungle drums are beating
With the tales from late last night
Cause the stories bear repeating
For everyone's delight

I live on a big round ball
I never do dream I may fall
And even one day if I do
Well I'll jump up and smile back at you
I don't even know where we are
They tell me were circling a star
Well I'll take their word, I don't know
But I'm dizzy so it may be so

Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Desdemona's Going Away
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Blasting Off Today
She's Got A Passion For Cookies
A Crew Full Of Rookies
It's Going To Be A Hell Of A Blow

I was tired of my lady
We'd been togehter too long
Like a worn-out recording
of a favorite song.
So while she lay there sleeping
I read the paper in bed
And in the personal columns
There was this letter I read:

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

Grapefruit
A bathin' suit
Chew a little Juicy Fruit
Wash away the night
Drive in
You guzzle gin
Commit a little mortal sin
It's good for the soul

By: jimmy buffett
1973
He went to paris lookin for answers
To questions that bothered him so
He was impressive, young and aggressive
Saving the world on his own

But the warm summer breezes

Santa's stressed out as the holiday season draws near
He's been doing the same job now going on two thousand years
He's got pains in his brain and chimney scars cover his buns
He hates to admit it, but Christmas is more work than fun
He needs a vacation from bad decorations and snow
Mr. Claus has escape plans, a secret that only he knows
Beaches and palm trees appear night and day in his dreams
A break from his wife, his half frozen life

Island I see you in the distance
I feel that your existence
Is not unlike my own
Island they say no man is like you
They say you stand alone
Sometimes I feel that way too

Is it the need for love?

I went down to Captain Tony's
To get out of the heat
Then I heard a voice call out to me
"Son come have a seat"
I had to search my memory
As I looked into those eyes
Our lives change like the weather
But a legend never dies

Nibbling on sponge cake, watching the sun bake
All of those tourists covered with oil
Strumming my six string, on my front porch swing
Smell those shrimp, they're beginning to boil

Wasting away again in Margaritaville
Searching for my lost shaker of salt
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame

If necessity is the mother of invention
Then I'd like to kill the guy who invented this
The numbers come together in some kind of 3rd dimension
A regular algebraic bliss.
Let's start with something simple
Like one and one ain't three
And two plus two will never get you five
There's fractions in my subtraction

Mele Kalikimaka
Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say
On a bright Hawaiian Christmas Day
That's the island greeting that we send to you
From the land where palm trees sway
Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright
The sun to shine by day and all the stars at night
Mele Kalikimaka is Hawaii's way to say Merry Christmas to you

Merry christmas, alabama
Merry christmas, tennessee
Merry christmas, louisiana
To st. barths and the florida keys

Merry christmas, mississippi
Where i started this wild and crazy run
Such a long way from that first birthday

My head hurts, my feet stink, and i don't love jesus (oh my lordy it's that...)
It's that kind of mornin'
Really was that kind of night
Tryin' to tell myself that my condition is improvin'
And if i don't die by thursday i'll be roarin' friday night

Went down to the snake pit
To drink a little beer

Sunset is an angel weeping
Holding out a bloody sword
No matter how I squint I cannot
Make out what it's pointing toward
Sometimes you feel like you've lived too long
The days drip slowly on the page
And you catch yourself
Pacing the cage

Lookin' back at my hard luck days
I really do have to laugh
Workin' in a dive for twenty-six dollars
Spendin' it all on grass
We were hungry hard-luck heroes
Tryin' just to stay alive
So we'd go down to the corner grocery
And this is how we'd survive

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

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 ten years
Just might be related
Brother, life's not over it's just
Simply complicated

Jimmy Buffett
I enjoy this life as a jester
Seems to keep me moving around
Like the wind that blows, tides that flow
I have my ups and downs

All a part of this strange plan I'm sure
Start a new chapter each day

I never use to miss the chance
To climb upon his knee
And listen to the many tales of life upon the sea

We'd go sailing back on barkentines
We talk of things he did
Tomorrow just a day away for the captain and the kid

He worked hard all year just wanted a few weeks alone
But his old lady's into modeling,
She can't stay away from the phone
Besides she bitches about the mosquitoes
She says "Down there there is nothing to do"
Her goddamn phone never stops ringing
He'll try the service in a day maybe two

[Chorus:]
Some of us sailors call her home
She's big and she's strong and she's mighty
Some of us sailors call her our own
Guess that's the reason why
I treat her like a lady
Just treat her like a lady

Volcano
By: jimmy buffett, keith sykes, harry dailey
1979
Chorus:
Now I don't know
I don't know
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
When the volcano blow

G C
I was supposed to have been a Jesuit priest or a Naval Academy
G
grad
C G
That was the way that my parents perceived me
A D
Those were the plans that they had

There are waves outside my window
There are airplanes in the sky
There are ships on the horizon
And a beach always nearby
Fish tacos on the table, no surfer can resist
How did I get this lucky?
Tell me who gets to live like this

I really do appreciate the fact you're sittin' here
Your voice sounds so wonderful
But yer face don't look too clear
So bar maid bring a pitcher, another round o' brew
Honey, why don't we get drunk and screw

[Chorus]
Why don't we get drunk and screw

I really do appreciate the fact you're sittin' here
Your voice sounds so wonderful
But your face don't look too clear
So, Barmaid, bring a pitcher, another round of brew
Honey, why don't we get drunk and screw.

Why don't we get drunk and screw
I just bought a waterbed it's filled up for me and you