Jimmy Buffett
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Whoa, lookin' back at my background
Tryin' to figure out how I ever got here
Some things are still a mystery to me
While others are much too clear
I'm just livin' in the sunshine
Stay contented most of the time
Yeah listenin' to Murphy, Walker, and Willis
Sing me their Texas rhymes

Most of the people who retire in Florida
Are wrinkled and they lean on a crutch
And mobile homes are smotherin' my Keys
I hate those bastards so much
I wish a summer squall would blow them all
The way up to fantasy land
Yeah they're ugly and square, they don't belong here
They looked a lot better as beer cans

Chorus:
Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me
Why some people live like they do
So many nice things happenin' out there
They never even seen the clues
Whoa but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme
I know we been doin' our part
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control
And some Texas hidden here in my heart

Well now I might have joined the Merchant Marine
If I hadn't learned how to sing
And on top of all that I got married too early
'Cost me much more than a ring
But now those crazy days are over
Just gotta learn from the wrong things you done
I came off the rebound, started lookin' around
Figured out it's time to have a little fun

Chorus:
Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me
Why some people live like they do
So many nice things happenin' out there
They never even seen the clues
Whoa but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme
I know we been doin' our part
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control
And some Texas hidden here in my heart

Well now if I ever live to be an old man
I'm gonna sail down to Martinique
I'm gonna buy me a sweat-stained Bogart suit
And an African parakeet
And then I'll sit him on my shoulder
And open up my trusty old mind
I gonna teach him how to cuss, teach him how to fuss
And pull the cork out of a bottle of wine

Chorus:
Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me
Why some people live like they do
So many nice things happenin' out there
They never even seen the clues
Yeah but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme
I know we been doin' our part
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control
And some Texas hidden here in my heart

Yeah, got a Caribbean soul I can barely control
And some Texas hidden here in my heart



Mirror lyrics:


And some Texas hidden here in my heart
Yeah, got a Caribbean soul I can barely control

And some Texas hidden here in my heart
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control
I know we been doin' our part
Yeah but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme
They never even seen the clues
So many nice things happenin' out there
Why some people live like they do
Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me
Chorus:

And pull the cork out of a bottle of wine
I gonna teach him how to cuss, teach him how to fuss
And open up my trusty old mind
And then I'll sit him on my shoulder
And an African parakeet
I'm gonna buy me a sweat-stained Bogart suit
I'm gonna sail down to Martinique
Well now if I ever live to be an old man

And some Texas hidden here in my heart
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control
I know we been doin' our part
Whoa but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme
They never even seen the clues
So many nice things happenin' out there
Why some people live like they do
Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me
Chorus:

Figured out it's time to have a little fun
I came off the rebound, started lookin' around
Just gotta learn from the wrong things you done
But now those crazy days are over
'Cost me much more than a ring
And on top of all that I got married too early
If I hadn't learned how to sing
Well now I might have joined the Merchant Marine

And some Texas hidden here in my heart
Got a Caribbean soul I can barely control
I know we been doin' our part
Whoa but we're doin' fine, we can travel and rhyme
They never even seen the clues
So many nice things happenin' out there
Why some people live like they do
Yeah, and that's why it's still a mystery to me
Chorus:

They looked a lot better as beer cans
Yeah they're ugly and square, they don't belong here
The way up to fantasy land
I wish a summer squall would blow them all
I hate those bastards so much
And mobile homes are smotherin' my Keys
Are wrinkled and they lean on a crutch
Most of the people who retire in Florida

Sing me their Texas rhymes
Yeah listenin' to Murphy, Walker, and Willis
Stay contented most of the time
I'm just livin' in the sunshine
While others are much too clear
Some things are still a mystery to me
Tryin' to figure out how I ever got here
Whoa, lookin' back at my background


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