Jimmy Buffett - Changing Channels lyrics
[Jimmy Buffett - Changing Channels lyrics]
From a long line of basket cases
Daughter of a fortune teller
Oh the lovely Isabella
She's changing channels stayin' on her toes
She's just changing channels as she goes
This place is full of beachhead sailors
Fishermen and old retailers
Simple lives are so deep-seated
And history always gets repeated
Some folks see a birds' eye view
Others haven't got a clue
Some will go and some will stay
It doesn't matter anyway
They are changing channels
Crazy girls and boys
They'll be changing channels changing toys
Survivors of tidal waves
Children of former slaves
Strange how they all behave
Like it's another world
There's an island in the ocean
Where the people stay in motion
Somewhere on the old gulf stream
Do they live or did I dream?
They were changing channels
Waitin' for their sails to fill
They'll be changing channels always will
They'll be changing channels
Waitin' for their sails to fill
They'll be changing channels always will