Jimmy Buffett - The Weather Is Here, Wish You Were Beautiful lyrics
[Jimmy Buffett - The Weather Is Here, Wish You Were Beautiful lyrics]
"Play Ball! (one, two, three, four) "
"Where's my per diem? (Ladies and gentlemen
The Coral Reefer Band) " "Hey Bobby
Where's the keys to the rent-a-car?"
"Jimmy, Jimmy
Can I open the show in Atlanta please?"
"Warning! Don't ever start a band!"
He worked hard all year
Just wanted a few weeks alone
But his old lady's into modelin'
She can't get away from a phone
Besides, she bitches about the mosquitoes
She says, "Down there there is nothing to do"
Her goddamn phone never stops ringin'
He'll try the service in a day, maybe two
Well, he's on his third drink
Before the wheels of the
Plane leave the ground
Makin' points with the stewardess
High over Long Island Sound
She's also spending some time on the island
Too much city madness gives her the blues
They make a date to go dancin' and dinin'
It seems neither has that much to lose
The weather is here
I wish you were beautiful
My thoughts aren't too clear
But don't run away
My girlfriend's a bore, my job is too dutiful
Hell, nobody's perfect would you
Like to play? I feel together today
Well, now that's just the start
Of a well-deserved overdue binge
Meanwhile back in the city
Certain people are starting to cringe
His lawyers are calling his parents
His girlfriend doesn't know what to think
His partners are studying their options
He's just singin' and orderin' drinks
The weather is here
I wish you were beautiful
The skies are too clear, life's so easy today
The beer is too cold
The daiquiri's too fruitiful
No place like home when you're this far away
I don't care what they say
He's goin' back to New York
Pack it up and let everyone know
It was something that he should have done
Such a long time ago
Still time to start a new
Life in the palm trees
Ah, Billy Clyde wasn't insane
And if it doesn't work out
There'll never be any doubt
That the pleasure was worth all the pain
The weather is here
I wish you were beautiful
The skies are too clear, life's so easy today
The beer is too cold
The daiquiri's too fruitiful
No place like home when you're this far away
Time for to play
I need time for to play time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
"Where's my per diem? (Ladies and gentlemen
The Coral Reefer Band) " "Hey Bobby
Where's the keys to the rent-a-car?"
"Jimmy, Jimmy
Can I open the show in Atlanta please?"
"Warning! Don't ever start a band!"
He worked hard all year
Just wanted a few weeks alone
But his old lady's into modelin'
She can't get away from a phone
Besides, she bitches about the mosquitoes
She says, "Down there there is nothing to do"
Her goddamn phone never stops ringin'
He'll try the service in a day, maybe two
Well, he's on his third drink
Before the wheels of the
Plane leave the ground
Makin' points with the stewardess
High over Long Island Sound
She's also spending some time on the island
Too much city madness gives her the blues
They make a date to go dancin' and dinin'
It seems neither has that much to lose
The weather is here
I wish you were beautiful
My thoughts aren't too clear
But don't run away
My girlfriend's a bore, my job is too dutiful
Hell, nobody's perfect would you
Like to play? I feel together today
Well, now that's just the start
Of a well-deserved overdue binge
Meanwhile back in the city
Certain people are starting to cringe
His lawyers are calling his parents
His girlfriend doesn't know what to think
His partners are studying their options
He's just singin' and orderin' drinks
The weather is here
I wish you were beautiful
The skies are too clear, life's so easy today
The beer is too cold
The daiquiri's too fruitiful
No place like home when you're this far away
I don't care what they say
He's goin' back to New York
Pack it up and let everyone know
It was something that he should have done
Such a long time ago
Still time to start a new
Life in the palm trees
Ah, Billy Clyde wasn't insane
And if it doesn't work out
There'll never be any doubt
That the pleasure was worth all the pain
The weather is here
I wish you were beautiful
The skies are too clear, life's so easy today
The beer is too cold
The daiquiri's too fruitiful
No place like home when you're this far away
Time for to play
I need time for to play time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play