Jimmy Buffett

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"Duke's On Sunday"

"Duke's On Sunday"



People here and all over the world
Men, women, little boys and girls
Gather 'round by the seaside, Beach party tropic style
Diamond head and palm trees, surf riders on the sea
It's the place to be, it's the place to be

One the beach at Waikiki, that's where you'll find me
Here on the southside, Beach Boys paradise

Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday

Music playing happy songs, everybody's getting along
Dancing in the sunshine, sippin' on that rose wine
Good times will set your free
Oh this is the place to be

On the beach at Waikiki, that's where you'll find me
Here on the southside, Beach Boys paradise

Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday

Down in front underneath the sun
Just you and me just you and me just you and me

Feelin' good and feelin' right, sunset is out of sight
Another beautiful Hawaiian day, everything's gonna be ok
Let's get together and do this again
Maybe I'll see you here next week my friend

At the beach at Waikiki, that's where you'll find me
Here on the southside, Beach Boys paradise

Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday
Duke's on Sunday

 

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"Earl's Dead - Cadillac For Sale"

"Earl's Dead - Cadillac For Sale"



Earl's dead – Cadillac for sale
An Eldorado sits out on the Tamiami Trail
Sign on the windshield tells the whole tale
Earl's dead – Cadillac for sale

He was a circus man when they first met
He was fired from a cannon into a net
The money was good he always hit the bullseye
Savin' for the car one day he would buy

No, he wasn't thinkin' of some average ride
A human cannonball has a lot of pride
If you're gonna live large you need a hydramatic
Eldorado Biarritz for this wild acrobatic

And Earl's is red with shark-like fins
And that is where this little love tale begins
The rear view mirror puts it all in scale
Earl's dead – Cadillac for sale

She was an Everglades girl, partly Seminole
With an urge for goin', and a wanderin' soul
With a name like Moonvine she knew she'd never stay
That handsome human bullet stole her heart away

It was a Saturday night after the midnight show
She was starin' at the car when he said "hello"
Didn't take too much to move her off the reservation
Just a good lookin' boy with the right transportation

And now Earl is wed, Moonvine's got her veil
They're towin' that cannon down the Tamiami Trail
He's got the talent, she's got brains
Earl and Moonvine, left the land of sugar cane

So they drove down to Panama and back up to Maine
Had so much fun, hell, they did it again
Crossing cities off the map as they shot down the road
Knowin' towin' a cannon, things could explode

Now a Cadillac was always an Elvis thing
Polished chrome and gold it was the birth of bling
They came with personality they made you a star
God may have made the earth
But man made that car

Now all the way back to the time of James Dean
Car crash songs chewed up heroes and machines
Sick minds, stop signs and uncontrolled swerves
But Early and his Caddy could handle killer curves

So when the big top folded, Early took his last drive
Moonvine kissed her boy goodbye, his exit had arrived
She shot his ashes 'cross the Gulf from that ancient rusty gun
Nomads know when the show is done

And Earl's dead, he's been airmailed
And that Eldorado's waitin' on the Tamiami Trail
For some shameless entertainer to blow in like a gale
Earl's dead – Cadillac for sale

Earl's dead, Earl's dead

 

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"Einstein Was A Surfer"

"Einstein Was A Surfer"



There's a photo of a genius
Standing by the ocean
In a pea coat and cool hat
In 1943

On a beach in Santa Barbara
He's looking quite contented
His world is only matter
And energy

Past the Channel Islands
Out into the cosmos
There are worlds in motion
That only he can see

He's smiling as he's thinking
The harbor lights are blinking
He's the smartest cookie
Ever was, ever will be

Einstein was a surfer
There really is no doubt
Cause the universe was his home break
And we're still all paddlin' out

On an iceberg off Newfoundland
A lyric sits half-frozen
Waiting for a comet
To crash into the sea

It's drifting towards the tropics
And melting into topics
Fills the sea with answers
That have always worked for me

Bass notes from the chasm
At speeds that we can't fathom
Music is the language
Of the near and distant stars

Black holes humming b-flat
Heard only by street cats
Astronauts in orbit
And singers in the bars

Einstein was a sailor
With a universal song
His sails were tight, his course was right
So let's just all cruise along

Order to disorder
It's the way we all fly
Light speed is all you need
To pass the future by

There's a YouTube of a genius
Gliding over liquid
Sultan of the short board
In two thousand and ten

He looks like Valentino
Moving like neutrinos
To the oceans in the heavens
Where no wave rider's been

Einstein was a surfer
Who found the perfect break
Where the strings of time
Meet the final chime
It's the path all surfers take

 

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"Ellis Dee"

"Ellis Dee"


Why is he cussin' and calling disgustin'
The city that is now his home
He never smiles or keeps up with styles
He is black and he is all alone
And you ask why he's this way
Well brother you're too blind to see
It's 'cause Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me

Get out of the street don't get high on my beat
Go on home the policeman warns
Just 'cause you're poor why do you declare war
I can't help the way you were born
Why are they holdin' him down
He's spending his life on his knees
'Cause Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me

[Chorus:]
Got to help Ellis
Got to help Ellis
You know we got to help Ellis Ellis Dee
Try and help Ellis you and me
Got to get to Ellis hear his plea
Try and help Ellis get free

Ellis got hooked he got booked and he shook
In his cold little shivery cell
While out on the street in that same funky beat
Mister pusher was doing well
And Ellis Junior cries tears his daddy can't see
'Cause Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me

[Chorus]

'Cause Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me
No Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me

 

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"Elvis Imitators"

"Elvis Imitators"


[Spoken:]
Thank you very much ladies and gentlemen.
I'd like to do this next song especially for you. and for the king

Well....I walk up to the mike
and and then I shake my hips
I take a deep breath and put a snare on my lips
See me on the street you wouldn't know my name
But imitating Elvis is my claim to fame
So when you put my imitation name in lights
There'll be imitation good rockin' tonight

Cuz I'm an an Elvis imitator and I just can't stop
Imitating Elvis from the bottom to the top
Imitate the way he talked, the way he smiled
I throw away my scarf and make the crowd go wild
This imitation Elvis may not be the king
But baby I'm the next best thing

Singing Viva Las Vegas and the G.I. Blues
Won't you love me tender in my blue suede shoes
Well let me be your teddy bear, if you must
Oh baby please surrender, 'cause I need your touch
Well if you feelin' lonely, need a place to dwell
Come on down to imitation heartbreak hotel

We're gonna rock (rock rock rock)
Ooooh we're gonna rock (rock rock rock)
Ooooh we're gonna rock (rock rock rock)
Ooooh we're gonna rock (rock rock rock)

Yeah my gold lamee cape and my sequined suit
Pompadou haircut and my high-heeled boots
Imitating elvis is the only way
I can make it through my imitation day
I know this rocking music can't be denied
Cause I was imitating him before he died

Well I'm an an Elvis imitator and I just can't stop
Imitating elvis from the bottom to the top
I imitate the way he walked, the way he smiled
I throw away my scarf and make the crowd go wild
This imitation elvis may not be the king
But baby I'm the next best thing

Yeah rock (rock rock rock)
Ooooh we're gonna rock (rock rock rock)
Ooooh we're gonna rock (rock rock rock)
Ooooh we're gonna rock (rock rock rock)

Well baby, it's the next, best thing

[Spoken:]
Thank you very much ladies and gentlemen Viva las vegas Viva las vegas

 

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"Elvis Presley Blues"

"Elvis Presley Blues"



I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died

I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died

Just a country boy that combed his hair
And he put on a shirt his mother made and went on the air
And he shook it like a chorus girl
And he shook it like a Harlem queen
He shook it like a midnight rambler, baby,
Like you never seen

I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
How he took it all out of black and white
Grabbed his wand in the other hand and he held on tight

And he shook it like a hurricane
He shook it like to make it break
And he shook it like a holy roller, baby
With his soul at stake

I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
I was thinking that night about Elvis
Day that he died, day that he died
He was all alone in a long decline
Thinking how happy John Henry was that he fell down and died

When he shook it and he rang like silver
He shook it and he shine like gold
He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby
Well bless my soul
Bless My Soul

I was thinking that night about Elvis
The Day that he died

 

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"England"

"England"



I have watched as the sun went down
I have crashed as the room spun around
Now she's gone, she can't be found

And I'm down where I've been before
Sat and watched as she walked out the door
Can't explain why the woman's so
It's gonna rain some more

Somebody told me the last word they heard her say was England
Somebody said that she mentioned the airline and the fare
Now I wonder if she's there

'Cause she took every cent of mine
Paid it all to the Pan Am line
Though she's gone, I hope she's fine
Fly love of mine

Somebody told me the last word they heard her say was England
Somebody said that she mentioned the airline and the fare
Now I wonder if she's there

So tally-ho
Jolly good show
My woman's gone to England

 

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"Everlasting Moon"

"Everlasting Moon"



The sky revealed the rumor
In a misty gray cocoon
Some angry baby-boomers
Stole the everlasting moon

They found a new location
Clear and poison free
In a distant constellation
Oh, they called it lunacy

Hangin' in the sky
The perfect alibi
Baby come outside with me
There's a moon you've got to see
Smiling every place
With his laser-painted face
Light of love in each moonbeam
Want you step into my dream
Everlasting moon

Back when nature ruled the heavens
Oh gypsies, fools, and loons
Were dragged across the ocean
By that everlasting moon

When it goes from full to crescent
I move in and out of tune
It's the envy of the kremlin
It's our everlasting moon

Shinin' in the sky
The perfect alibi
Baby come outside with me
There's this moon you've got to see
Smiling every place
With his laser-painted face
Light of love in each moonbeam
Want you step into my dream
Everlasting moon
Everlasting moon

 

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"Everybody's Got A Cousin In Miami"

"Everybody's Got A Cousin In Miami"


It was ninety miles to freedom but they took the risk
Though the ocean was all motion and the wind was brisk
The deadly gunboats never saw them in the pale moonlight
They were off to Cayo Hueso by the dawns early light
The gringo in the garden called the customs man
They answered all his questions, were allowed to land
The ladies shared a hairbrush and their husbands had a coke
Then they were taken up to Krome to meet with their kin folk

[Chorus:]
Everybody's got a cousin in Miami
Everybody understands the impromptu
Dancing in the heat to the beat
That turns your clothing clammy
Everybody needs to have a dream come true

In a third world jungle not so far away
Lives a natural drummer with a dream to play
He's the brother of the lizard and the flying fish
But he's been enchanted by the pictures
From the satellite dish
So his mama packs his bags, knots his red neck tie
Sends him north to her relations with a kiss good-bye
He's bewildered by the plane ride and the immigration line
Until he sees his Christian name upon a cardboard sign

Everybody's got a cousin in Miami
Everybody is an Aborigine
Dancing in the heat to the beat
That turns your clothing clammy
Everybody wants to win that lottery

It's hard to believe the city started as a trading post
Home to the Seminole, pirate and pioneer
Between the river of grass and the old mosquito coast
Before the railroad claimed the southernmost frontier

I am umbilically connected to the temperate zone
It brought me life, it brought me love
I never have outgrown
It brought me one too many nights along that Biscayne shore
And one too many mornings in the Grove Drug Store
In one way or the other we're all refugees
Living out this easy life below the banyan trees
Smoothing off the rougher edges of the culture clash
We got a style, we got a look
We got that old panache

[Chorus]

 

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"Everybody's On The Phone"

"Everybody's On The Phone"



Message in a bottle, rhythm of a drum
Smoke signals and telegraphs make the airwaves hum
But that's all ancient history like bongs and Lincoln Logs
Now we livin' like the Jetsons in a wacky wireless fog
Talkin' squawkin' hawkin' who knows if anybody's gettin' through

Toasters talk to crackberries, Boston to Bombay
Teenage schemes and Ma-bell's dreams as minutes tick away
We act like crazy people talking to ourselves
Crashing cars in conversation while that shit flies off the shelf
The information superhighways locked up like a L.A. traffic jam

Everybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone

Do you remember dialing up?
Yes I remember well
Now I just can't go anywhere with out that sacred cell
I think that I might die if I miss anything at all
Text me, send me an e-mail, link me up, give me a call
I'm ADD on AOL tryin to read the writing on the wall

Everybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone

Now I'm a real jungle jumper
I'm a megahertz man
I swing from tree to tree on the very latest plan
On the download In the dropout zones
In every major city 'cross the land
I got my Marley on my ringtone, get up, stand up, reach out, touch somebody man

Everybody's on the phone
So connected and all alone
From the pizza boy to the socialite
We all salute the satellites
Let me text you with your master plan
You're loud and clear but I don't understand
I'm a digital explorer in analog roam
And everybody's on the phone

Can you hear me?
Can you hear me now?
I gotta get over by the beerstand
Oh shit my batteries are going
I'll call you back