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Jimmy Buffett lyrics

Album: Floridays [1986]

Tracks10
 01  I Love the Now
 02  Creola
 03  First Look
 04  Meet Me in Memphis
 05  Nobody Speaks to the Captain No More
 06  Floridays
 07  If It All Falls Down
 08  No Plane on Sunday
 09  When the Coast Is Clear
 10  You'll Never Work In Dis Bidness Again
all Jimmy Buffett lyrics



I Love the Now
By: jimmy buffett, carrie fisher
1986
It's the reason for livin'
But that's what I'm givin'
I don't need a history lesson
To tell me why

I mean I'm in no hurry
To hustle and scurry
There's so much to see
And life ain't gonna pass me by

Tomorrow's right around the corner
I'll get there somehow
But I'm stuck in the meantime
And I love the now

Chorus:
I love the now (all the faces and places)
I love the now (all the rats and the races)
It's the only place I've ever been
It's the only way that I know how

Don't talk about your superstitions
Don't talk about your cats meow
But don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now

It's true we've got problems
How do we solve 'em
Better break out your thinkin' cap
And your old dunce cone

Searchin' for answers like interpretive dancers
She asks me for reasons
Then tells me to wait for the tone

The whole damn world's gone crazy
The moon is jumpin' over the cow
How can you help but
Not love the now

Chorus:
I love the now (all the ranting and raving)
I love the now (all the cussin' and craving)
It's the only mess I've ever seen
It's the only place where I know how

Don't talk about your futuristic
Don't talk about your thee's and thou's
Don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now

(horn and harp instrumental)

Sittin' on 'g'
Waitin' on 'o'
I'm exactly where
I want to go

Chorus:
I love the now (all the pain and the pleasure)
I love the now (all the blood and the treasure)
It's the only circus that I know
It's the only ring where I'm allowed

Talk about a standing ovation
Everybody take a bow
But don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now

But don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now
No don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the nowback to top
Creola
By: jimmy buffett, ralph macdonald, william salter
Chorus:
Creola
In my sola
I loved what they were sayin'
I loved what they were playin'
Creola

Creola
On my victrola
Makes me feel like dancin'
Fall in love romancin' the melody
Creola, creola, creola for me

I remember as a child all the happiness and smiles
Flowed around my grandma's sunday table
While auntie mae was sayin' grace
Papa t would sneak a taste
Catch a funny look from my cousin mabel

Then daddy'd beat the drum
The old folks start to hum
Sing the only song that we all knew
Ambiance so fine, dancin' drinkin' wine
Sing about the lifestyle on the bayou

Chorus:
Creola (creola)
In my sola (sola)
Loved what they were sayin' (sayin')
Loved what they were playin' (playin')
Creola

Creola (creola)
On my victrola (victrola)
Makes me feel like dancin' (dancin')
Fall in love romancin' the melody
(do do do do, do do do do)
Creola, creola (creola), creola for me

It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
It's a spicy kind of life
Creola

It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
Creola, creola, creola for me

(pan instrumental)

The years have come and gone
Still the old song lingers on
I keep it in my heart with fond affection
Like the family good luck charm
That keeps away the harm
Creola's always there for my protection

Chorus:
Creola (creola)
Good for your sola (sola)
Loved what they were sayin' (sayin')
Loved what they were playin' (playin')
Creola

Creola (creola)
On my victrola (victrola)
Makes me feel like dancin' (dancin')
Fall in love romancin' the melody
(do do do do, do do do do)
Creola, creola (creola), creola for me

It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
It's a spicy kind of life
Creola

Just repeat the words I say
About a thousand times a day
Creola, creola

It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
It's a spicy kind of life
Creola

Just forget about the mumbo jumbo
Hello to the world of gumbo
Creola, creola

It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
It's a spicy kind of life
Creola

It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
Creola, creolaback to top
First Look
By: jimmy buffett
1986
Fun tickets in my pocket, visions in my brain
Grandfather always told me if I went down
I might never come back again

I studied the language tapes
And i, I read all the books
Still nothing prepared me for my
Very first look

Chorus:
It was my first look
Baby that's all it took
Was my first look
Around

I think I want to go flyin'
But I don't wanna leave the ground
So I'll just cruise on my landing gear
And taxi 'round rio town
Up to the mountain, down to the sea
Take me to leblon where the samba queen a-waits for me

Chorus:
It was my first look
That's when I swallowed the hook
On my first look
Around

Amor a primeira vista
Voce nao, quer que o insista
Amor a primeira vista
Reacao quimica (quimica) quimica

Amor a primeira vista
Voce nao, quer que o insista
Amor a primeira vista
Reacao quimica (quimica) quimica

Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh

Aah aah
Aah aah
Aah aah
Aah aah

Six days later I was feeling like a missing link (oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo)
When my friends told me hey jimmy
It must have been the hoodlum drink (hoodlum drink)
Now it's time for siestas
And a belly full of rice and beans
And figure if I'm brave enough
To repeat the whole crazy scene

Chorus:
On my first look
That's when I swallowed the hook
On my first look
Around

Amor a primeira vista
Voce nao, quer que o insista
Amor a primeira vista
Reacao quimica (quimica) quimica

Amor a primeira vista
Voce nao, quer que o insista
Amor a primeira vista
Reacao quimica (quimica) quimica

- notes:
Background vocals: rita coolidge
Language is portuguese.back to top
Meet Me in Memphis
By: jimmy buffet, michael utley
1986
He's holed up down on ramrod key in the tavenier hotel
Livin' out his loneliness like an oyster in a shell
By days he pulls the trap line
By night he lives alone
Don't really feel like company it's just him and his fridge and his phone

Chorus:
Meet me in memphis (meet me in memphis)
That's where I'll be (that's where I'll be)
I'm by the river (oooh oooh) please come back to me
Meet me in memphis (meet me in memphis)
My wild days are through
And nothin' replaces (oooh oooh) me next to you

He's been there since she ran away
She said she needs some space
Occasionally she still calls collect
From some God forsaken place

Then one day a letter came
Postmarked tennessee
And the envelope scent
And the postage spent
Well it lit up her old memory

Chorus:
Meet me in memphis (meet me in memphis)
That's what she said (that's what she said)
Too much for a letter (oooh oooh) please come here instead
Meet me in memphis (meet me in memphis)
My wild days are through
Still nothing replaces (oooh oooh) me next to you

(horn instrumental)

(meet me in memphis)

I know she could break my heart again
But I'm gonna play and I'm gonna win
Where otis would play
Da da da dock of the bay

Meet me in memphis (meet me in memphis)
That's where I'll be (that's where I'll be)
I'm by the river (oooh oooh) you're by the sea
Oh please, meet me in memphis (meet me in memphis)
My wild days are through
Still nothing replaces (oooh oooh) me next to youback to top
Nobody Speaks to the Captain No More
By: jimmy buffett
1986
For gabriel garcia marquez, allie fox and phil clark
He was a fugitive with a pseudo name
Lost his mind in a hurricane
Coconut upside his head
People said he'd be better dead
'cause his glory days are gone
Sits on the shore with his saxophone
And plays

In another place, in another time
He was a soldier in his prime
On the battlefield, makin' history
Young men died for his destiny
And their widows came each day
'til he was forced to run away
From home

So he bought a town, but he sold the sea
Claimed a shallow victory
On an iron ship, with a wooden crew
They hit the reef when the moon was new
Now he cries himself to sleep
On a beach made of promises he meant to keep
Long ago

Chorus:
Nobody speaks to the captain no more
Nobody talks about the war
Hey what the hell were we fighting for
Such a long, long time ago

(trumpet / piccolo / saxophone instrumental)

And now the monkeys and the iguanas
They listen to his song
Most uncaptive audience
He plays to all night long

So the story goes, he was dressed to kill
When he jumped from the old mahogany mill
And the jungle beasts, they were heard to wail
As the saxophone still played the scale
For a man we never knew who looked like me and you
Long ago

Nobody speaks to the captain no more
No one is interested in settling old scores
Hey what they hell were we fighting for
Such a long, long time ago

Nobody speaks to the captain no more
No one is interested in settling old scores
Hey what they hell were we fighting for
Such a long, long time agoback to top
Floridays
By: jimmy buffett
1986
For don blanding, wobby wiemer and groovula
I come from where the rivers meet the sea
That's part of why I'm so wild and fancy free
I was early into crazy ways
My folks said, it's just a phase
They were hopin' for better days

Now in my line of work I seem to see a lot more than most
Write 'em down, pass 'em around
It's the gospel from the coast
Reflections not just replays
Takin' time to escape the maze
Lookin' for better days

I spent a year of my life one night
On the beaches in old beirut
Seems that all they're aimin' for there
Is to hang around and shoot
Each others lives away
Bloody winds on a distant bay
They're lookin' for better days

Lookin' to the left
Lookin' to the right
Lookin' to the stars to shed some light
Hopin' for a breath
Hopin' for a break
Hopin' for the give without the take

The dreamers line the state road
Just to watch the runway show
Slouched behind their steering wheels
They just watch the big jets go
Streakin' through the mornin' haze
Focal point of a distant gaze
Lookin' for better days

(instrumental)

Pale invaders and tan crusaders
Are worshipping the sun
On the corner of walk and don't walk
Somewhere on u.s. 1

I'm back to livin' floridays
Blue skies and ultra violet rays
Lookin' for better days

I'm back to livin' floridays
Blue skies and ultra violet rays
Lookin' for better days, lookin' for better days
Lookin' for better days
Lookin' for floridays

(better days, better ways)
Everybody's lookin' for
(better days)
Somewhere beneath the shinin' star
(better days)
Take me won't you take me to
(better days)
Sure could use a few
(better days)

Floridays...back to top
If It All Falls Down
By: matt betton
1986
I never wanted to be
A man of mystery
My life's an open book
By james joyce and agatha christie

Sometimes I get confused
Somewhere around page two
I live the perfect crime
And crime pays more than it used to

They're checkin' the evidence
May be some charges pressed
The only one they got me on
Is some misdemeanor craziness

Chorus:
If it all falls down falls down falls down
If they solve my life they find me out
Never thought to keep all I have found
I have had my fun if it all falls down

If it all falls down falls down falls down
I have had my fun I have bought a few rounds
And been out on the town way out on the town
Way way way out if it all falls down

Never wanted to be
A part of history
I have my days in the sun
A beach bum a man for all seasides

Guidance counselor said
Your scores are anti-heroic
Computer recommends
Hard-drinking calypso poet

Studied life at sea
Studied life in bars
Never passed my s.a.t.'s
So I thought I'd study extra hard

Chorus:
If it all falls down falls down falls down
I have learned my trade from the inside out
I can strum real hard I can play real loud
I can charm a crowd if it all falls down

If it all falls down falls down falls down
I can warm a crowd I can make them shout
I can juggle verbs adverbs and nouns
I can make them dance 'til they all fall down

We had plenty of doctors
We had plenty of lawyers
We had people to make us things
We had people to sell us those things
Didn't have enough room for those things
We build lots of self storage
Calypso poet shortage
Calypso poet shortage

Chorus:
If it all falls down falls down falls down
I'll have filled that void from city to town
I'll have spent my money and taken my bows
I'll have had my fun if it all falls down

If it all falls down falls down falls down
If they solve my life if they find me out
Never thought to keep all I have found
I have had my fun if it all falls down

If it all falls down falls down falls down
I can charm a crowd 'til they snake dance 'round
With calypso beat down island sound
I can make them dance 'til they all fall down

Chorus:
If it all falls down falls down falls down
I can warm a crowd I can make them shout
I can juggle verbs adverbs and nouns
I can make them dance 'til they all fall downback to top
No Plane on Sunday
By: jimmy buffett, michael utley
1986
You can throw your luggage down
Lose your cool and stomp around
But there's nothin', nothin' you can do
Wipe away your girlfriend's tears
Go to the bar and have some beers
There ain't no way that bird's gettin' through

Chorus:
No plane on sunday
Maybe be one come monday
Just a hopeless situation
Make the best of it's all you can do
'til they get through

Overheard the engineer
Say somethin' 'bout the landin' gear
Now we're runnin' strictly on island time
I know you got someone back home
So do I it's tough alone
Aw come on, it's just a minor crime

Chorus:
No plane on sunday
Check it again come monday
Just a hopeless situation
Make the best of it's 'bout all you can do
Baby it's true

Shouldn't spend these precious hours tryin' to figure this out
We don't know where the story ends
Let's don't go back to just bein' friends

(instrumental)

So they went walkin' on the beach
Quarter moon within their reach
So they stole it and tucked it in their hearts

That's when they heard the engines hum
And realized the dawn had come
It was over, over from the start

Chorus:
No plane on sunday
Just another lonely monday
Aw make the best of a bad situation's
'bout all you can do
Baby it's true

Whoa oh oh oh baby it's true
Oh oh oh oh baby what's new
Oh oh oh oh baby what's newback to top
When the Coast Is Clear
By: jimmy buffett, mac mcanally
For emery clark, who paints it better than I can say it
They're closin' down the hangout
The air is turnin' cool
They're shuttin' off the superslide
The kids are back in school

The tourist traps are empty
Vacancy abounds
Almost like it used to be
Before the circus came to town

Chorus:
That's when it always happens
The same time every year
I come down to talk to me
When the coast is clear

Hello mister other me
It's been a long long time
We hardly get to have these chats
That in itself's a crime

So tell me all your troubles
I'll surely tell you mine
We'll laugh and smoke and cuss and joke and
Have a glass of wine

Chorus:
That's where it always happens
The same place every year
I come down to talk to me
When the coast is clear

(instrumental)

(it's the only place he knows)
Where it always happens
The same place every year
I still come down to talk to me
When the coast is clearback to top
You'll Never Work In Dis Bidness Again
He told it to the monkeys and they didn't talk back
Then he told the old iguana and he didn't attack

They told me before I started
That it never ever would work out
Stay in school, don't be afool
But I had to see what life is about

So I went to Biloxi seeking fortune and fame
I got hired, I got fired, I got called dirty names
You'll never never work in dis bidness again
No you'll never, no never
Never work in dis bidness again

I knew I needed representation
and I found it one night in a bar
He was a bondsman and a part time agent
And he said that he would make me a star

He said, "You don't have to be that good
To make it out in Hollywood
You just have to change and complain."
Or you'll never, never work in dis bidness again
You'll never, no, never, never work in dis bidness again.

I parked cars at the Rainbow
I sold maps of the stars
I got my nose broken in Spago's
When I puked on the bar

All I played's a double bar mitzvah
Bubba played a double bar mitzvah

It's a jungle out there
We love it
Hell, I don't care
I'm going back to my predator friends
I will never, never work in dis bidness again
No, I'll never, no never, never work in this bidness again
You'll never, never work in this bidness again.back to top
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