He worked hard all year just wanted a few weeks alone
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But his old lady's into modeling,
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She can't stay away from the phone
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Besides she bitches about the mosquitoes
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She says "Down there there is nothing to do"
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Her goddamn phone never stops ringing
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He'll try the service in a day maybe two
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Well, he's on his third drink before the
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wheels of the plane leave the ground
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Making points with the stewardess
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climbing over Long Island Sound
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She's also spending some time on the island
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Too much city madness gives her the blues
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They make a date to go dancing and dining
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Seems neither has that much to lose
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The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
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My thoughts aren't too clear but don't run away
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My girlfriend's a bore, my job is too dutiful
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Hell, nobody's perfect would you like to play
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I feel together today
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Well now that was just the start of
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a well-deserved over due binge
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Meanwhile back in the city certain
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people are starting to cringe
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His lawyers are calling his parents
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His girlfriend doesn't know what to think
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His partners are studying their options
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He's just singing and ordering drinks
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The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
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The skies are too clear life's easy today
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The beer is too cold, the daiquiri's too fruitful
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There's no place like home when it's this far away
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I don't care what they say
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He's going back to New York pack it up
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and let everyone know
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It was something that he should have done
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such a long time ago
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Still time to start a new life in the palm trees
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Billy Clyde wasn't insane
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And it doesn't work out there'll never be any doubt
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That the pleasure was worth all the pain
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The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
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The skies are too clear, life is easy today
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The beer is too cold, the daiquiri's too fruitful
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There's no place like home when it's this far away
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I need time for to play
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Time for to play
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The Weather Is Here, Wish You Were Beautiful
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| Jimmy Buffett |
