Jimmy Buffett - Bama Breeze lyrics
[Jimmy Buffett - Bama Breeze lyrics]
At the Bama Breeze
You can shoot some pool down there
You can act the fool down there
You can play it cool down there
At the Bama Breeze
You can drink some beer down here
Argue, laugh, and cheer down there
Pass another year down there
Jimmy got caught smokin' 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 and 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 a fake
ID and a short enough skirt
Yeah, he figures what the hell could it hurt
Second set
The owner LuLu gets up with the band
A beer in her hand
And sings "Free Bird" 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'll 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'll never drink alone down there
Good god, I feel at home down there
You can shoot some pool down there
You can act the fool down there
You can play it cool down there
At the Bama Breeze
You can drink some beer down here
Argue, laugh, and cheer down there
Pass another year down there
Jimmy got caught smokin' 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 and 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 a fake
ID and a short enough skirt
Yeah, he figures what the hell could it hurt
Second set
The owner LuLu gets up with the band
A beer in her hand
And sings "Free Bird" 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'll 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'll never drink alone down there
Good god, I feel at home down there