Jimmy Buffett Song's by Lyric

He don't need no charge card Just give him a Die Hard

Wasting away again in __________

I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze

We'll go dancin', romancin' 'cause you're the reason i

But I don't want to land in the New York City I don't want to land in Mexico

We'd be so sad if you told us goodbye And we promise not to shoot you out of the sky

WIth a _____ ____ for a _________, fill it up with good red wine And I'm chewin' on a honeysuckle vine

_______, a bathing suit You chew a little Juicy Fruit

With one hand on starboard rail He's wavin' back at me

Down to the ______ ________ Down to the tropical sun

And I learned much from both of their styles ______, ______ Son of a gun, load the last ton

Not zucchini, fettuccine, or bulgar wheat But a big warm bun and a huge chunk of meat

Yes, I am a pirate two hundred years too late The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder

I took off for a weekend last month just try and recall the whole year All of the faces and all of the places wonderin' where they all disappeared

'Cause he liked the quiet, clean country livin' And twenty more years slipped away