by: Mac McAnally
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With his head out the sunroof,
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and his heart in the right place
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plan B was foolproof,
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he drove off to her place.
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Yelled out his feelings,
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among other stuff
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it was too much tequila
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or not quite enough
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it was too much tequila
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or not quite enough.
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It's a semi-true story,
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believe it or not;
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I made up a few things,
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and there's some I forgot.
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But the life and the telling
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are both real to me.
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and they all run together,
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and turn out to be
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a semi-true story
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Well the picture is fuzzy,
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and the details are sordid;
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it was on the same day 'God's Own Drunk' was recorded
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A walking tall sheriff and a big cadillac
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and me and my golf shoes on the hood making tracks,
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this daring young singer was under attack.
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It's a semi-true story,
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believe it or not.
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I made up a few things,
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and there's some I forgot.
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But the life and the telling
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are both real to me,
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and they all run together,
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and turn out to be
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a semi-true story
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Well the things that I've lived,
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and I've dreamed,
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and I've seen,
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and I've heard.
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You'll take the good with the bad,
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and be glad to have every word.
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It's a semi-true story,
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believe it or not;
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I made up a few things,
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and there's some I forgot.
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But the life and the telling
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are both real to me,
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and they run like the rain
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all the way to the sea.
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Semi-true stories
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Semi-true Story
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| Jimmy Buffett |
