hoked ofn fonics werkd fer me

 

great song.



i think most of the people here are a little too young to appriciate it

 

Bastids...

 

Hukd on Phoenix? Ya wurkd fir mee 2

 

jus tto let ya'll know, i didnt even read it

 

 

The beach tunes are playin today and will be all week, "I got a carribean sole I can barely control"





MANANA Jimmy Buffett

She said I can't go back to America soon

It's so goddamn cold it's gonna snow until June

Yeah, they're freezin' up in Buffalo stuck in their cars

And I'm lyin' here 'neath the sun and the stars.

Customs man tell her that she's gotta leave

She's got a plan hidden up her shrewd sleeve

Wants to find her a captain, a man of strong mind

And any direction he blows will be fine.



Chorus:

Please don't say manana if you don't mean it

I have heard those words for so very long

Don't try to describe the ocean if you've never seen it

Don't ever forget that you just may wind up being wrong.



Tried and I tried but I don't understand

Never seems to work out the way I had it planned

Hanging out at a marina when Steve Martin called

Singin' anybody there really want to get small.



But women and water are in short supply

There's not enough dope for us all to get high

I hear it gets better, that's what they say

As soon as we sail on to Cane Garden Bay.



Chorus:

Please don't say manana if you don't mean it

I have heard your lines foe so very long

Don't try to describe the scenery if you've never seen it

Don't ever forget that you just may wind up in my song.



Called all my friends on those cheap nightly rates

Sure was good to talk to the old United States

While the lights of St. Thomas lie twenty miles west

I see General Electric's still doing their best.



I've got to head this boat south pretty soon

New album's old and I'm fresh out of tunes

But I know that I'll get 'em, I know that they'll come

Through the people and places and Caldwood's Rum



Chorus:

So please don't say manana if you don't mean it

I have done your lines for so very long

Don't try to describe a Kiss concert if you've mever seen it

Don't ever forget that you just may wind up being gone

And I hope Anita Bryant never does one of my songs.

 

And for all those that wondered where "phinsup" came from, here ya go....



FINS Jimmy Buffett, Deborah McColl, B.Chance, Tom Corcoran

She came down from Cincinnati.

It took her three days on the train.

Lookin' for some peace and quiet;

hoped to see the sun again.

But now she lives down by the ocean.

She's takin' care to look for sharks.

They hang out in the local bars,

And they feed right after dark.



Chorus

Can't you feel 'em circlin' (closin'in) honey?

Can't you feel 'em swimmin' around?

You got fins to the left, fins to the right,

and you're the only bait in town.

You got fins to the left, fins to the right,

and you're the only girl in town.



She's savin' up all of her money.

Wants to head south in May;

Maybe roll in the sand with a rock'n'roll man,

Somewhere down Montserrat way.

But the money's good in the season;

Helps to lighten her load.

Boys keep her high as the months go by.

She's gettin' postcards from the road.



Chorus



Sailed off to Antigua.

It took her three days on a boat.

Lookin' for some peace and quiet;

Maybe keep her dreams afloat.

But now she feels like a remora,

'cause the school's still close at hand.

Just behind the reef are the big white teeth

of the sharks that can swim on the land.

 

HA HA I can't stop, they all fit so well today!



BOAT DRINKS Jimmy Buffett

Boat drinks. Boys in the band ordered boat drinks.

Visitors just scored on the home rink.

Everything seems to be wrong.



Lately, newspaper mentioned cheap airfare.

I've got to fly to Saint Somewhere.

I'm close to bodily harm.



Chorus

Twenty degress and the hockey games on.

Nobody cares; they are way too far gone,

screamin' "Boat drinks," somethin'

to keep them all warm.

This morning I shot six holes in my freezer.

I think I got cabin fever.

Somebody sound the alarm.

I'd like to go where the pace or life's slow.

Could you beam me somewhere, Mister Scott?

Any old place here on Earth or in space.

You pick the century and I'll pick the spot.



I know I should be leaving this climate.

I got a verse but can't rhyme it.

I gotta go where it's warm.



Boat drinks.

Waitress, I need two more boat drinks.

Then I'm headin south 'fore my dream shrinks.

I gotta where it's warm.



I gotta go where it's warm.

I gotta go where it's warm.

I gotta go where there ain't any snow,

where there ain't any blow,

'cause my fin sinks so low.

I gotta go where it's warm.

 

Somebody make it stop.