Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
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"Come To The Moon"
There's a full earth tonight
And Mars is big and bright
And all our friends are flying in
It's such a lovely sight
Gravity never could hold me
That is what you always told me
So come to the moon
I hope to see you soon
Half a million miles isn't far to go
You know I need you so
So come to the moon
The starship's leaving soon
Until then I'm just wishing on every star
You will be here real soon
Come to the Moon
Those crazy Martian days
We went our separate ways...
Time and space we'll find a place
to bring our lives in phase
We're lost amid the galaxies revolving
And we're all just a part of what's evolving
Evolving
So come to the moon
There's a full earth tonight
And Mars is big and bright
And all our friends are flying in
It's such a lovely sight
Gravity never could hold me
That is what you always told me
So come to the moon
I hope to see you soon
Half a million miles isn't far to go
You know I need you so
So come to the moon
The starship's leaving soon
Until then I'm just wishing on every star
You will be here real soon
Come to the Moon
Those crazy Martian days
We went our separate ways...
Time and space we'll find a place
to bring our lives in phase
We're lost amid the galaxies revolving
And we're all just a part of what's evolving
Evolving
So come to the moon
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Conky Tonkin'"
(feat. Clint Black)
[Jimmy:]
Bella was bored to death at South Beach
Not one celebrity spotted in days
She was tired of her mood
Lunchin on beacon vegan food
She was tired of just soakin up rays.
Then she saw him pull up to the stop light
In that ole ragtop that she couldn't name
He said hop in side
I'm heading south, take a ride
I'm just the next man that you're gonna blame
U.S. 1
Heading down U.S. 1
[Clint:]
Lenny said
How 'bout lunch in Key Largo
There's a fish sandwich place down the road
Kinda out in the sticks
But we can be back by six
Never leave our area code.
Well geography wasn't her strong point
She'd never been past the Dade Land mall
So they stopped on the way
Lenny was happy to pay
For a new thong and a purple beach ball.
[Jimmy and Clint:]
They're goin Conky Tonkin
Cruisin' on a weekend buzz
Really Conky Tonkin'
Doing it just because.
[Jimmy:]
Havin' too much fun to turn back
They're explorers in a hotrod Ford
They counted sea birds and cars
Stopped at all the cool bars
[Jimmy and Clint:]
Harmonically they struck a chord
[Jimmy:]
Stop. What was that?
Somewhere in the middle of the seven mile bridge
He said Bella, do you wanna see the rest?
She said I haven't a care, Lenny
Just take me there.
And they drove all the way to Key West
[Clint:]
Well she'd never seen anything like it
In all of her 26 years
Bella was feeling the groove
Lenny was makin' his move
They were quite a pair of pioneers.
[Jimmy and Clint:]
They goin conky tonkin'
Cruisin down U.S. 1
They'll be conky tonkin'
Trying to catch up with the sun.
They're goin conky tonkin'
The engine is about to explode
Going conky tonkin'
Hey, they'll meet you at the end of the road.
End of the road
What do you do then?
Rev it up and jump that bucket to Havana
We're goin' conky tonkin!
(feat. Clint Black)
[Jimmy:]
Bella was bored to death at South Beach
Not one celebrity spotted in days
She was tired of her mood
Lunchin on beacon vegan food
She was tired of just soakin up rays.
Then she saw him pull up to the stop light
In that ole ragtop that she couldn't name
He said hop in side
I'm heading south, take a ride
I'm just the next man that you're gonna blame
U.S. 1
Heading down U.S. 1
[Clint:]
Lenny said
How 'bout lunch in Key Largo
There's a fish sandwich place down the road
Kinda out in the sticks
But we can be back by six
Never leave our area code.
Well geography wasn't her strong point
She'd never been past the Dade Land mall
So they stopped on the way
Lenny was happy to pay
For a new thong and a purple beach ball.
[Jimmy and Clint:]
They're goin Conky Tonkin
Cruisin' on a weekend buzz
Really Conky Tonkin'
Doing it just because.
[Jimmy:]
Havin' too much fun to turn back
They're explorers in a hotrod Ford
They counted sea birds and cars
Stopped at all the cool bars
[Jimmy and Clint:]
Harmonically they struck a chord
[Jimmy:]
Stop. What was that?
Somewhere in the middle of the seven mile bridge
He said Bella, do you wanna see the rest?
She said I haven't a care, Lenny
Just take me there.
And they drove all the way to Key West
[Clint:]
Well she'd never seen anything like it
In all of her 26 years
Bella was feeling the groove
Lenny was makin' his move
They were quite a pair of pioneers.
[Jimmy and Clint:]
They goin conky tonkin'
Cruisin down U.S. 1
They'll be conky tonkin'
Trying to catch up with the sun.
They're goin conky tonkin'
The engine is about to explode
Going conky tonkin'
Hey, they'll meet you at the end of the road.
End of the road
What do you do then?
Rev it up and jump that bucket to Havana
We're goin' conky tonkin!
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Cowboy In The Jungle"
There's a cowboy in the jungle
And he looks so out of place
With his shrimpskin boots and his cheap Cheroots
And his skin as white as paste
Headin' south to Paraguay
Where the gauchos sing and shout
Now he's stuck in Porto Bello
Since his money all ran out
So he hangs out with the sailors
Might and day they're raisin' hell
And his original destination's just another
Story that he loves to tell.
With no plans for the future
He still seems in control
From a bronco ride to a ten foot tide
He just had to learn to roll.
Roll with the punches
Play all of his hunches
Made the best of whatever came his way
What he lacked in ambition
He made up with intuition
Plowing straight ahead come what may.
Steel band in the distance
And their music floats across the bay
While American women in muumuus
Talk about all the things they did today
And their husbands quack about fishing
As they slug those rum drinks down
Discussing who caught what
and who sat on his butt
But it's the only show in town.
They're tryin' to drink all the punches
They all may lose their lunches
Tryin' to cram lost years into five or six says
Seems that blind ambition erased their intuition
Plowin' straight ahead come what may.
I don't want to live on that kind of island
No, I don't want to swim in a roped off sea.
Too much for me, too much for me
I've got to be where the wind and the water are free.
Alone on a midnight passage
I can count the falling stars
While the Southern Cross and the satellites
They remind me of where we are
Spinning around in circles
Living it day to day
And still twenty four hours, maybe sixty good years
It's still not that long a stay.
We've gotta roll with the punches
Learn to play all of our hunches
Makin' the best of whatever comes your way
Forget that blind ambition
And learn to trust your intuition
Plowin' straight ahead come what may.
And there's a cowboy in the jungle.
There's a cowboy in the jungle
And he looks so out of place
With his shrimpskin boots and his cheap Cheroots
And his skin as white as paste
Headin' south to Paraguay
Where the gauchos sing and shout
Now he's stuck in Porto Bello
Since his money all ran out
So he hangs out with the sailors
Might and day they're raisin' hell
And his original destination's just another
Story that he loves to tell.
With no plans for the future
He still seems in control
From a bronco ride to a ten foot tide
He just had to learn to roll.
Roll with the punches
Play all of his hunches
Made the best of whatever came his way
What he lacked in ambition
He made up with intuition
Plowing straight ahead come what may.
Steel band in the distance
And their music floats across the bay
While American women in muumuus
Talk about all the things they did today
And their husbands quack about fishing
As they slug those rum drinks down
Discussing who caught what
and who sat on his butt
But it's the only show in town.
They're tryin' to drink all the punches
They all may lose their lunches
Tryin' to cram lost years into five or six says
Seems that blind ambition erased their intuition
Plowin' straight ahead come what may.
I don't want to live on that kind of island
No, I don't want to swim in a roped off sea.
Too much for me, too much for me
I've got to be where the wind and the water are free.
Alone on a midnight passage
I can count the falling stars
While the Southern Cross and the satellites
They remind me of where we are
Spinning around in circles
Living it day to day
And still twenty four hours, maybe sixty good years
It's still not that long a stay.
We've gotta roll with the punches
Learn to play all of our hunches
Makin' the best of whatever comes your way
Forget that blind ambition
And learn to trust your intuition
Plowin' straight ahead come what may.
And there's a cowboy in the jungle.
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Creola"
Creola in my soul-a
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 romancing the melody
Creola, Creola, Creola for me
I remember as a child all the happiness and smiles
That flowed around my grandma's Sunday table
While Auntie Mae was sayin' grace
Papa T would sneak a taste
And catch a funny look from my cousin Mabel
Then daddy'd beat the drum
The old folks start to hum
Sing the only songs that we all know
Ambiance so fine, dancin' drinkin' wine
Sing about the lifestyle on the bayou
Creola in my soul-a
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
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
Cre-o-la
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
Well 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
Creola, good for your soul-a
I loved what they were sayin'
I loved what they were playin'
Creola
Creola on my victrola
Makes me feel like dancin'
You fall in love ramancin' the melody
Creola, Creola, Creola for me
Creola in my soul-a
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 romancing the melody
Creola, Creola, Creola for me
I remember as a child all the happiness and smiles
That flowed around my grandma's Sunday table
While Auntie Mae was sayin' grace
Papa T would sneak a taste
And catch a funny look from my cousin Mabel
Then daddy'd beat the drum
The old folks start to hum
Sing the only songs that we all know
Ambiance so fine, dancin' drinkin' wine
Sing about the lifestyle on the bayou
Creola in my soul-a
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
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
Cre-o-la
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
Well 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
Creola, good for your soul-a
I loved what they were sayin'
I loved what they were playin'
Creola
Creola on my victrola
Makes me feel like dancin'
You fall in love ramancin' the melody
Creola, Creola, Creola for me
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Cuban Crime Of Passion"
Billy Voltaire was a piano player up from Miami way
He used to play in the bars, he could sound like the stars
The ladies would pay and pay
Then one night he did wind up playin' in Havana town
And nobody knew, least Billy Voltaire that these were his final sounds.
'Cause he met up with Meritta, a dancer in from the Coast
Half woman, half child, she drove him half wild
He loved that lady the most
'Til one night he did find her in the arms of Shrimper Dan
So he pulled a knife, took poor Danny's life
And then he turned his own cold hand.
[Chorus:]
And it's just a Cuban crime of passion
Messy and old fashioned
Yeah, that's what the papers did say
It's just a Cuban crime of passion
Anejo and knives a slashin'
But that's what the people like to read about
Up in America, up in America.
Well, they never found Meritta, some people say she got ill
And Billy Voltaire had no one to clain min, he eas buried on pauper's hill
And no one talks about 'em no more, it happened just a week ago
But people get by and people get high
In the tropics they come and they go.
[Chorus]
Billy Voltaire was a piano player up from Miami way
He used to play in the bars, he could sound like the stars
The ladies would pay and pay
Then one night he did wind up playin' in Havana town
And nobody knew, least Billy Voltaire that these were his final sounds.
'Cause he met up with Meritta, a dancer in from the Coast
Half woman, half child, she drove him half wild
He loved that lady the most
'Til one night he did find her in the arms of Shrimper Dan
So he pulled a knife, took poor Danny's life
And then he turned his own cold hand.
[Chorus:]
And it's just a Cuban crime of passion
Messy and old fashioned
Yeah, that's what the papers did say
It's just a Cuban crime of passion
Anejo and knives a slashin'
But that's what the people like to read about
Up in America, up in America.
Well, they never found Meritta, some people say she got ill
And Billy Voltaire had no one to clain min, he eas buried on pauper's hill
And no one talks about 'em no more, it happened just a week ago
But people get by and people get high
In the tropics they come and they go.
[Chorus]
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Cultural Infidel"
I'm a cultural infidel
Painting in the dark
I'm a cultural infidel
Singin' in the park
Socrates, hypotheses, the music of Mozart
I'm a cultural infidel
Comin' from the heart
Free thinkin', hood-winkin', unblinkin' mon
Start trouble, burst bubbles, join my caravan
Someone's got to talk about accountability
Someone's got to raise some hell
I guess it could be me
I'm a cultural infidel
Tryin' to draw a crowd
I'm a cultural infidel
Singin' right out loud
Philosophy is not for me, laughin' is my game
I'm a cultural infidel
Slap me with the blame
Loose cannon, Armageddon, preacher's at the door
Spittin' poison at the boys'n' girls on the dance floor
I hear them in the Congress
I see them on TV
I hope the Inquisition remains a memory
[horn/pan instrumental]
Al diablo Picasso, Al diablo Manet
Al diablo Fontainebleu, Al diablo Hemingway
O diab Dr. Thompson, O diab San Joan
O diab Village People, O diab Rolling Stone
(hoo hoo)
Someone's got to talk about accountability
Someone's got to raise some hell
It might as well be me
I'm a cultural infidel
'Believe in common sense
I'm a cultural infidel
Love the present tense
But we have to keep a lookout for those mean old backed up farts
I'm a cultural infidel
Comin' from the heart
My heart, my heart, my heart
Mon coeur...
Will I see you in heaven?
Will I see you in hell?
Will I see you in Rio
Only time will...
Will I see you in heaven?
Will I see you in hell?
Will I see you tomorrow?
Only time will tell
I'm a cultural infidel
Painting in the dark
I'm a cultural infidel
Singin' in the park
Socrates, hypotheses, the music of Mozart
I'm a cultural infidel
Comin' from the heart
Free thinkin', hood-winkin', unblinkin' mon
Start trouble, burst bubbles, join my caravan
Someone's got to talk about accountability
Someone's got to raise some hell
I guess it could be me
I'm a cultural infidel
Tryin' to draw a crowd
I'm a cultural infidel
Singin' right out loud
Philosophy is not for me, laughin' is my game
I'm a cultural infidel
Slap me with the blame
Loose cannon, Armageddon, preacher's at the door
Spittin' poison at the boys'n' girls on the dance floor
I hear them in the Congress
I see them on TV
I hope the Inquisition remains a memory
[horn/pan instrumental]
Al diablo Picasso, Al diablo Manet
Al diablo Fontainebleu, Al diablo Hemingway
O diab Dr. Thompson, O diab San Joan
O diab Village People, O diab Rolling Stone
(hoo hoo)
Someone's got to talk about accountability
Someone's got to raise some hell
It might as well be me
I'm a cultural infidel
'Believe in common sense
I'm a cultural infidel
Love the present tense
But we have to keep a lookout for those mean old backed up farts
I'm a cultural infidel
Comin' from the heart
My heart, my heart, my heart
Mon coeur...
Will I see you in heaven?
Will I see you in hell?
Will I see you in Rio
Only time will...
Will I see you in heaven?
Will I see you in hell?
Will I see you tomorrow?
Only time will tell
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Dallas"
If you ever get the chance to go to Dallas
Take it from me, pass it by
Cause you'll only sing the blues down in Dallas
Take it from me, don't go and cry
[Chorus:]
And I'm leaving this town as soon as I can
Gonna stop off for a while and see my woman
People do you wrong down in Dallas
I know well, they've done it to me
Stealin' all your bread, they're so callous
I know well, just look and see
[Chorus]
And people like me just can't be free
The promo man won't let us us be
If the people who knew could get away
I'm real sure they'd leave today
Now come on down and lose your mental balance
Look at me, half crazy now
Talkin' to chairs, strange and I know it
Look at me I'm doin' in now
[Chorus]
If you ever get the chance to go to Dallas
Take it from me, pass it by
Cause you'll only sing the blues down in Dallas
Take it from me, don't go and cry
[Chorus:]
And I'm leaving this town as soon as I can
Gonna stop off for a while and see my woman
People do you wrong down in Dallas
I know well, they've done it to me
Stealin' all your bread, they're so callous
I know well, just look and see
[Chorus]
And people like me just can't be free
The promo man won't let us us be
If the people who knew could get away
I'm real sure they'd leave today
Now come on down and lose your mental balance
Look at me, half crazy now
Talkin' to chairs, strange and I know it
Look at me I'm doin' in now
[Chorus]
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Death Of An Unpopular Poet"
I once knew a poet
Who lived before his time
He and his dog spooner
Would listen while he'd rhyme
Words to make ya happy
Words to make you cry
Then one day the poet suddenly did die
But he left behind a closet
Filled with verse and rhyme
And through some strange transaction
One was printed in the times
And everybody's searchin'
For the king of underground
Well they found him down in Florida
With a tombstone for a crown
Everybody knows a line
From his book that cost four ninety-nine
I wonder if he knows he's doin'
Quite this fine
'cause his books are all best sellers
And his poems were turned to song
Had his brother on a talk show
Though they never got along
And now he's called immortal
Yes he's even taught in school
They say he used his talents
A most proficient tool
But he left all of his royalties
To spooner his ol' hound
Growin' old on steak and bacon
In a doghouse ten feet 'round
And everybody wonders
Did he really lose his mind
No he was just a poet who lived before his time
He was just a poet who lived before his time
I once knew a poet
Who lived before his time
He and his dog spooner
Would listen while he'd rhyme
Words to make ya happy
Words to make you cry
Then one day the poet suddenly did die
But he left behind a closet
Filled with verse and rhyme
And through some strange transaction
One was printed in the times
And everybody's searchin'
For the king of underground
Well they found him down in Florida
With a tombstone for a crown
Everybody knows a line
From his book that cost four ninety-nine
I wonder if he knows he's doin'
Quite this fine
'cause his books are all best sellers
And his poems were turned to song
Had his brother on a talk show
Though they never got along
And now he's called immortal
Yes he's even taught in school
They say he used his talents
A most proficient tool
But he left all of his royalties
To spooner his ol' hound
Growin' old on steak and bacon
In a doghouse ten feet 'round
And everybody wonders
Did he really lose his mind
No he was just a poet who lived before his time
He was just a poet who lived before his time
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Death Valley Lives"
It's the ways of her father
If she's gonna change she hasn't done it yet
And the desert is calling to me
Run before the final trap is set
All roads lead to the city
Where the dudes and the dykes all look the same
Lady lays out the pattern
With the parts of her body that seem tame
Death Valley lives and Tracy isn't sure what really gives
Act like a child and I'll respond with my well-rehearsed farewell
Quoting the verse that you bought but weren't quite prepared to sell
Saying I think I love you
Maybe I care
It's not fair
Death Valley lives and Tracy Isn't sure what really gives
And it's a sore spot when the room's burning hot
And the desert air just cannot bring you down
Still the bed's warm but a cold arm
Keeps me floating inches off the ground
Death Valley lives and Tracy isn't sure what really gives
Go paint your toes wipe your nose and then come say good-bye
And all along tell yourself that I'm wrong if I try
Cryin' sorry it's over
I'm not to blame
What a game
Death Valley lives now I'm not even sure what really gives
It's the ways of her father
If she's gonna change she hasn't done it yet
And the desert is calling to me
Run before the final trap is set
All roads lead to the city
Where the dudes and the dykes all look the same
Lady lays out the pattern
With the parts of her body that seem tame
Death Valley lives and Tracy isn't sure what really gives
Act like a child and I'll respond with my well-rehearsed farewell
Quoting the verse that you bought but weren't quite prepared to sell
Saying I think I love you
Maybe I care
It's not fair
Death Valley lives and Tracy Isn't sure what really gives
And it's a sore spot when the room's burning hot
And the desert air just cannot bring you down
Still the bed's warm but a cold arm
Keeps me floating inches off the ground
Death Valley lives and Tracy isn't sure what really gives
Go paint your toes wipe your nose and then come say good-bye
And all along tell yourself that I'm wrong if I try
Cryin' sorry it's over
I'm not to blame
What a game
Death Valley lives now I'm not even sure what really gives
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Defying Gravity"
I live on a big round ball
I never do dream I may fall
And even one day if I do
Well I'll jump up and smile back at you
I don't even know where we are
They tell me were circling a star
Well I'll take their word, I don't know
But I'm dizzy so it may be so
I'm riding a big round ball
I never do dream I may fall
And even the high must lay low
But when I do fall I will be glad to go
Yes when I do fall I will be glad to go
I live on a big round ball
I never do dream I may fall
And even one day if I do
Well I'll jump up and smile back at you
I don't even know where we are
They tell me were circling a star
Well I'll take their word, I don't know
But I'm dizzy so it may be so
I'm riding a big round ball
I never do dream I may fall
And even the high must lay low
But when I do fall I will be glad to go
Yes when I do fall I will be glad to go
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Delaney Talks To Statues"
Delaney talks to statues
As she dances 'round the pool
She chases cats through roman ruins
And stomps on big toadstools
She speaks a language all her own
That I cannot discover
But she knows I love her so
When I tuck her 'neath the covers
Father, daughter
Down by the water
Shells sink, dreams float
Life's good on our boat
Delaney draws me pictures
She finger paints the sand
We chase the dogs and hop like frogs
Then I do my bad handstand
She's growing up too fast for me
And asking lots of questions
Some I know the answers to
And some I'm looking for suggestions
Father, daughter
Born by the water
Surf's up, sun's down
Life in a beach town
And some of the things I've seen
Maybe she won't have to see
But there's a lot I want to pass along
That was handed down to me
Delaney talks to statues
As she dances 'round the pool
She chases cats through Roman ruins
And stomps on big toadstools
She speaks a language all her own
Just a little like her mother
And she knows I love her so
When I tuck her 'neath the covers
Father, daughter
Down by the water
Shells sink, dreams float
Life's good on our boat
Delaney talks to statues
As she dances 'round the pool
She chases cats through roman ruins
And stomps on big toadstools
She speaks a language all her own
That I cannot discover
But she knows I love her so
When I tuck her 'neath the covers
Father, daughter
Down by the water
Shells sink, dreams float
Life's good on our boat
Delaney draws me pictures
She finger paints the sand
We chase the dogs and hop like frogs
Then I do my bad handstand
She's growing up too fast for me
And asking lots of questions
Some I know the answers to
And some I'm looking for suggestions
Father, daughter
Born by the water
Surf's up, sun's down
Life in a beach town
And some of the things I've seen
Maybe she won't have to see
But there's a lot I want to pass along
That was handed down to me
Delaney talks to statues
As she dances 'round the pool
She chases cats through Roman ruins
And stomps on big toadstools
She speaks a language all her own
Just a little like her mother
And she knows I love her so
When I tuck her 'neath the covers
Father, daughter
Down by the water
Shells sink, dreams float
Life's good on our boat
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship"
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Desdemona's Going Away
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Blasting Off Today
She's Got A Passion For Cookies
A Crew Full Of Rookies
It's Going To Be A Hell Of A Blow
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
And I've Got To Go
A Women On A Mission
Quite Familiar With Quasars
Her Heart Is In A Kitchen
But Her Soul Is In The Stars
Crystal Clear On Logic
But Short On Expertise
This Is A Very Ancient Puzzle
She Feels Herself A Piece
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Desdemona's Going Away
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Blasting Off Today
She Got A Passion For Cookies
A Crew Full Of Rookies
It's Going To Be A Hell Of A Blow
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Guess I've Got To Go
She Was Down In Puerto Rico
Doing A Scientist
True, He Was No Geek Though
She Was Taken With His Kiss
It Was Under The Giant Telescope
Were She Heard The Calling Voice
It Came Screaming Though The Light Years
She Never Had A Choice
Pleiades Calling Her Home
Seven Sisters, She Hears Her Distant Sisters
Pleiades Calling Me Home
Seven Sisters, She Hears Her Seven Sisters
Pleiades Calling Her Home
Seven Sisters, She Hears Her Distant Sisters
Pleiades Calling Me Home
Seven Sisters, She Hears Her Seven Sisters
A Woman On A Mission
Quite Familiar With Quasars
Her Hearts Still In The Kitchen
But Her Soul Is In The Stars
Her Engine Fuel With Logic
And Navigation Expertise
It's A Very Distant Puzzle
She Gonna To Get Her Piece
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Desdemona's Going Away
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Blasting Off Today
She Got A Passion For Cookies
A Crew Full Of Rookies
It's Going To Be A Hell Of A Blow
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
I've Just Got To Go
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Desdemona's Going Away
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Blasting Off Today
She's Got A Passion For Cookies
A Crew Full Of Rookies
It's Going To Be A Hell Of A Blow
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
And I've Got To Go
A Women On A Mission
Quite Familiar With Quasars
Her Heart Is In A Kitchen
But Her Soul Is In The Stars
Crystal Clear On Logic
But Short On Expertise
This Is A Very Ancient Puzzle
She Feels Herself A Piece
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Desdemona's Going Away
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Blasting Off Today
She Got A Passion For Cookies
A Crew Full Of Rookies
It's Going To Be A Hell Of A Blow
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Guess I've Got To Go
She Was Down In Puerto Rico
Doing A Scientist
True, He Was No Geek Though
She Was Taken With His Kiss
It Was Under The Giant Telescope
Were She Heard The Calling Voice
It Came Screaming Though The Light Years
She Never Had A Choice
Pleiades Calling Her Home
Seven Sisters, She Hears Her Distant Sisters
Pleiades Calling Me Home
Seven Sisters, She Hears Her Seven Sisters
Pleiades Calling Her Home
Seven Sisters, She Hears Her Distant Sisters
Pleiades Calling Me Home
Seven Sisters, She Hears Her Seven Sisters
A Woman On A Mission
Quite Familiar With Quasars
Her Hearts Still In The Kitchen
But Her Soul Is In The Stars
Her Engine Fuel With Logic
And Navigation Expertise
It's A Very Distant Puzzle
She Gonna To Get Her Piece
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Desdemona's Going Away
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
Blasting Off Today
She Got A Passion For Cookies
A Crew Full Of Rookies
It's Going To Be A Hell Of A Blow
Desdemona's Building A Rocket Ship
I've Just Got To Go
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Desperation Samba (Halloween In Tijuana)"
Halloween in Tijuana
Full moon in my eyes
I wonder how in the hell I got here
Without a disguise
Should I take this last step
or turn myself around
or follow my intuition into that border town
Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
Do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
Do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Pretty girls they beckon
From their rooms above
Skeletons are dancing
in the name of love
Don't know where I'm going
Don't like where I've been
There may be no exit
But hell I'm going in
Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
Do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Yo quiero a bailer en Mexico
Do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Hear the people singing the same old haunting tune
I drink because I know it's me against the moon
Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
Do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Halloween in Tijuana
Full moon in my eyes
I wonder how in the hell I got here
Without a disguise
Should I take this last step
or turn myself around
or follow my intuition into that border town
Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
Do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
Do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Pretty girls they beckon
From their rooms above
Skeletons are dancing
in the name of love
Don't know where I'm going
Don't like where I've been
There may be no exit
But hell I'm going in
Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
Do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Yo quiero a bailer en Mexico
Do the desperation samba con nos amigos
Hear the people singing the same old haunting tune
I drink because I know it's me against the moon
Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico
Do the desperation samba con nos amigos
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Diamond As Big As The Ritz"
Hidden in the mountains
Under the earth and stone
A cubic mile of perfection
Treasure no one has known
One man came upon this mother lode
Built himself a thousand room chateau
He's the emperor of diamonds
Master of the prize
He's got the hold on happiness
And all that money can buy
Everyday he lives in fascination
This is not an everyday temptation, no
It's the diamond as big as the Ritz
What you gonna do with this
Tell me who's goin' to save you
When you're a slave to the
Diamond as big as the Ritz
A blessing can become a curse
If you keep it to yourself
our own exaggeration
Is not so good for your health
It's the prophecy of the unattainable dream
If you take one look behind the shine
It doesn't always gleam
Everyday he lives in fascination
This is not an everyday temptation, no
It's the diamond as big as the Ritz
What you gonna do with this
Tell me, who's goin' to save you
When you're a slave to a
Diamond as big as the Ritz
(Diamond. Diamond. Diamond. Diamond. Diamond)
Coal under pressure (Diamond)
Sparkle of treasure (Diamond)
Crystalline measure (Diamond)
On a mental pleasure (Diamond)
In the corner of your eye (Diamond)
Make a grown man cry (Diamond)
All the seeds you've sown (Diamond)
Greed can crumble your castle walls
Greed can purchase you thrills
Power is a dangerous drug
It can maim, it can kill
It's the prophecy of the unattainable dream
If you take one look behind the shine
It doesn't always gleam
It was a diamond as big as the Ritz
What you gonna do with this
Tell me, who's goin' to save you
When you're a slave to a
Diamond as big as the Ritz
It was a diamond as big as the Ritz
What you gonna do with this
Tell me, who's goin' to save you
When you're a slave to a
Diamond as big as the Ritz
Hidden in the mountains
Under the earth and stone
A cubic mile of perfection
Treasure no one has known
One man came upon this mother lode
Built himself a thousand room chateau
He's the emperor of diamonds
Master of the prize
He's got the hold on happiness
And all that money can buy
Everyday he lives in fascination
This is not an everyday temptation, no
It's the diamond as big as the Ritz
What you gonna do with this
Tell me who's goin' to save you
When you're a slave to the
Diamond as big as the Ritz
A blessing can become a curse
If you keep it to yourself
our own exaggeration
Is not so good for your health
It's the prophecy of the unattainable dream
If you take one look behind the shine
It doesn't always gleam
Everyday he lives in fascination
This is not an everyday temptation, no
It's the diamond as big as the Ritz
What you gonna do with this
Tell me, who's goin' to save you
When you're a slave to a
Diamond as big as the Ritz
(Diamond. Diamond. Diamond. Diamond. Diamond)
Coal under pressure (Diamond)
Sparkle of treasure (Diamond)
Crystalline measure (Diamond)
On a mental pleasure (Diamond)
In the corner of your eye (Diamond)
Make a grown man cry (Diamond)
All the seeds you've sown (Diamond)
Greed can crumble your castle walls
Greed can purchase you thrills
Power is a dangerous drug
It can maim, it can kill
It's the prophecy of the unattainable dream
If you take one look behind the shine
It doesn't always gleam
It was a diamond as big as the Ritz
What you gonna do with this
Tell me, who's goin' to save you
When you're a slave to a
Diamond as big as the Ritz
It was a diamond as big as the Ritz
What you gonna do with this
Tell me, who's goin' to save you
When you're a slave to a
Diamond as big as the Ritz
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Distantly In Love"
Pay phones all were ringing as the crowd went roarin' by
Lovely dancers swaying to an island lullaby
Beside the southern ocean taking stock of what's to be
Writing you this letter that you'll probably never see
But I can't help but be
Ruled by inconsistency
Not unique just distantly in love
Tried to phone from Paris thinking
Things could be arranged
Me and you could rendezvous
But I found your number changed
So I drove to San Remo where
The crazy painter dwells
And toasted our old photographs
Still up there on his shelf
But I can't help but be
Ruled by my antiquity
Not unique just distantly in love
I can't be the one to fill
Your times and all your places
I can't be the one to fill
Your blanks and empty spaces
I heard it from a friend of ours
I saw in Timber Bay
That you had a new lover who had
Stolen you away
That could be be the reason that
I never got in touch
And may present slight problems
If he loves you half as much
As I who can't help but be
Ruled by my antiquity
Not unique just distantly in love
You know I can't help but be
Part of my own philosophy
Not unique just distantly in love
Pay phones all were ringing as the crowd went roarin' by
Lovely dancers swaying to an island lullaby
Beside the southern ocean taking stock of what's to be
Writing you this letter that you'll probably never see
But I can't help but be
Ruled by inconsistency
Not unique just distantly in love
Tried to phone from Paris thinking
Things could be arranged
Me and you could rendezvous
But I found your number changed
So I drove to San Remo where
The crazy painter dwells
And toasted our old photographs
Still up there on his shelf
But I can't help but be
Ruled by my antiquity
Not unique just distantly in love
I can't be the one to fill
Your times and all your places
I can't be the one to fill
Your blanks and empty spaces
I heard it from a friend of ours
I saw in Timber Bay
That you had a new lover who had
Stolen you away
That could be be the reason that
I never got in touch
And may present slight problems
If he loves you half as much
As I who can't help but be
Ruled by my antiquity
Not unique just distantly in love
You know I can't help but be
Part of my own philosophy
Not unique just distantly in love
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Dixie Diner"
"yeah, yeah, yeah. wooo. we're going to take you up that Mississippi river
Now one time. yeah one time. up to an old favorite town of mine where i
Visit now and then just for one special reason, that's good eatin'. 'cause
I know a place on Tillman St. between ***** and ***** that can't be beat.
Emma Mae been cookin' there for forty-eight years and she ain't missed a
Lick yet baby. she's got hot sweet potatoes and cracklin' bread. ooh. and
Mulligan stew to turn Jimmy Buffett's head. woo, black-eyed peas and them
Good ol' collard greens, wooo. you know...
You know what...
What?
That nothin' could be finer than to sit down and eat'n at the dixie diner."
"Alright Miami give it up. rock and roll on a Monday night."
"Help this skinny boy out. we've got two more days."
"Good rockin' tonight."
"I hear you professor."
"Thank you, thank you very much. God bless you. you're still the greatest.
We love ya."
"yeah, yeah, yeah. wooo. we're going to take you up that Mississippi river
Now one time. yeah one time. up to an old favorite town of mine where i
Visit now and then just for one special reason, that's good eatin'. 'cause
I know a place on Tillman St. between ***** and ***** that can't be beat.
Emma Mae been cookin' there for forty-eight years and she ain't missed a
Lick yet baby. she's got hot sweet potatoes and cracklin' bread. ooh. and
Mulligan stew to turn Jimmy Buffett's head. woo, black-eyed peas and them
Good ol' collard greens, wooo. you know...
You know what...
What?
That nothin' could be finer than to sit down and eat'n at the dixie diner."
"Alright Miami give it up. rock and roll on a Monday night."
"Help this skinny boy out. we've got two more days."
"Good rockin' tonight."
"I hear you professor."
"Thank you, thank you very much. God bless you. you're still the greatest.
We love ya."
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Domino College"
Found myself a matchbook
Beside some hotel bed
Opened it up and looked inside
And this is what it said
Get on back to school
Domino college, back to school
Boneyard full of knowledge
Working vacation in a third world nation
Back to school
Fly down to miami
Get yourself a boat
Fill it full of suntan oil
And rent yourself a goat
Ain't no registration
Ain't no student loan
You may not learn to read or write
But you will surely learn to roll them bones
Get on back to school
Domino college, back to school
Boneyard full of knowledge
Working vacation in a third world nation
Back to school
They don't rap your knuckles
If you cut the class
They just track you through the jungle boy
Then they kick your ass
It's a different kind of domino theory
They teach you down in Butler town
If you lose you buy the booze
And then the student body all falls down
They can't get back to school
Domino college, back to school
Fountain of knowledge
Working vacation in a third world nation
Back to school
Get on back
Make your parents hate you
Be a big disgrace
Act just like a domino
And fall on your face
You can't get back to school
Domino college, back to school
Fountain of knowledge
There ain't no graduation from this kind of education
Back to school
Working vacation in a third world nation
Back to school
[Spoken:]
Oh, Jan & Dean be true to your school.
Big six, big six, whose got it?
Goddamn Robert when you gonna play man,
hey man, say, you know whose turn it is
Found myself a matchbook
Beside some hotel bed
Opened it up and looked inside
And this is what it said
Get on back to school
Domino college, back to school
Boneyard full of knowledge
Working vacation in a third world nation
Back to school
Fly down to miami
Get yourself a boat
Fill it full of suntan oil
And rent yourself a goat
Ain't no registration
Ain't no student loan
You may not learn to read or write
But you will surely learn to roll them bones
Get on back to school
Domino college, back to school
Boneyard full of knowledge
Working vacation in a third world nation
Back to school
They don't rap your knuckles
If you cut the class
They just track you through the jungle boy
Then they kick your ass
It's a different kind of domino theory
They teach you down in Butler town
If you lose you buy the booze
And then the student body all falls down
They can't get back to school
Domino college, back to school
Fountain of knowledge
Working vacation in a third world nation
Back to school
Get on back
Make your parents hate you
Be a big disgrace
Act just like a domino
And fall on your face
You can't get back to school
Domino college, back to school
Fountain of knowledge
There ain't no graduation from this kind of education
Back to school
Working vacation in a third world nation
Back to school
[Spoken:]
Oh, Jan & Dean be true to your school.
Big six, big six, whose got it?
Goddamn Robert when you gonna play man,
hey man, say, you know whose turn it is
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Don't Chu-Know"
You can spend all your days in the grind
Converting your nickels to dimes
You could stuff all your pockets till they overflow
Don chu know
Don chu know
Don chu know
You can say you're too old to be young
You think you're too smart to be dumb
But the well-seasoned pro knows how long he can go
Don chu know
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
You can sing every song that's been sung
Offer the moon and the sun
But if you ask me it's all been both said and been done
We're just recycled history machines
Cavemen in faded blue jeans
It's the unanswered question in each one of us
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
The more we learn the less we know
What you keep is what you can't let go
Take it fast or take it slow
Just one way for you to go
Don't chu-know
[Spoken:]
Let's go now
You can sing every song that's been sung
Offer the moon and the sun
But if you ask me it's not in the race that you run
It's that outcast in each one of us
Who get's the girl that is too glamorous
There's no one to deceive it's just all make believe
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
Oh....
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
I Don't Know
I Don't Know
You can spend all your days in the grind
Converting your nickels to dimes
You could stuff all your pockets till they overflow
Don chu know
Don chu know
Don chu know
You can say you're too old to be young
You think you're too smart to be dumb
But the well-seasoned pro knows how long he can go
Don chu know
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
You can sing every song that's been sung
Offer the moon and the sun
But if you ask me it's all been both said and been done
We're just recycled history machines
Cavemen in faded blue jeans
It's the unanswered question in each one of us
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
The more we learn the less we know
What you keep is what you can't let go
Take it fast or take it slow
Just one way for you to go
Don't chu-know
[Spoken:]
Let's go now
You can sing every song that's been sung
Offer the moon and the sun
But if you ask me it's not in the race that you run
It's that outcast in each one of us
Who get's the girl that is too glamorous
There's no one to deceive it's just all make believe
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
Oh....
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
Don't chu-know
I Don't Know
I Don't Know
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Door Number Three"
Oh I took a wrong turn, it was the right turn
My turn to have me a ball
Boys at the shop told me just where to stop
If I wanted to play for it all
I didn't know I'd find her on daytime TV
My whole world lies waiting behind door number three
I chose my apparel, wore a beer barrel
And they rolled me to the very first row
I held a big sign that said "Kiss me I'm a baker,
and Monty I sure need the dough!"
Then I grabbed that sucker by the throat
Until he called on me
Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three
And I don't want what Jay's got on his table
Or the box Carol Merrill points to on the floor
No, I'll hold out just as long as I am able
Until I can unlock that lucky door
Well, she's no big deal to most folks
But she's everything to me
Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three
Oh Monty, Monty, Monty, I am walking down your hall
God be, I lost my seat but I'm not a man to crawl
No I didn't get rich you son of a bitch
I'll be back just wait and see
Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three
Yes my whole world lies waiting behind door number three
Oh I took a wrong turn, it was the right turn
My turn to have me a ball
Boys at the shop told me just where to stop
If I wanted to play for it all
I didn't know I'd find her on daytime TV
My whole world lies waiting behind door number three
I chose my apparel, wore a beer barrel
And they rolled me to the very first row
I held a big sign that said "Kiss me I'm a baker,
and Monty I sure need the dough!"
Then I grabbed that sucker by the throat
Until he called on me
Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three
And I don't want what Jay's got on his table
Or the box Carol Merrill points to on the floor
No, I'll hold out just as long as I am able
Until I can unlock that lucky door
Well, she's no big deal to most folks
But she's everything to me
Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three
Oh Monty, Monty, Monty, I am walking down your hall
God be, I lost my seat but I'm not a man to crawl
No I didn't get rich you son of a bitch
I'll be back just wait and see
Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three
Yes my whole world lies waiting behind door number three
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Re: Jimmy Buffett - Tekstovi pesama
"Dreamsicle"
Let me tell you now he sips, he quips
Dreams a lot about sailing ships
Wants to throw it all away
Wants to have it back someday
Love's fool, Sears tool
Wants to win that football pool
Spend it on some real good grass
Disappearing oh so fast
Tell my story pain and glory, guess my occupation
Free and easy, warm and breezy
Overnight sensation
I got house pets, Learjets
Tryin' to learn about bassinettes
Oh Miss Piggy dance with me
Let me take you to the sea
Dreamsicle, big dill pickle
High school honeys sure were fickle
I'll be damned country ham, takes me back to Alabam
Won't you tell my story, pain and glory, guess my occupation
Free and easy, warm and breezy
Overnight sensation
Let me tell you now he sips, he quips
Dreams a lot about sailing ships
I'll be damned country ham, takes me back to Alabam
I'll be damned country ham, takes me back to Alabama
Let me tell you now he sips, he quips
Dreams a lot about sailing ships
Wants to throw it all away
Wants to have it back someday
Love's fool, Sears tool
Wants to win that football pool
Spend it on some real good grass
Disappearing oh so fast
Tell my story pain and glory, guess my occupation
Free and easy, warm and breezy
Overnight sensation
I got house pets, Learjets
Tryin' to learn about bassinettes
Oh Miss Piggy dance with me
Let me take you to the sea
Dreamsicle, big dill pickle
High school honeys sure were fickle
I'll be damned country ham, takes me back to Alabam
Won't you tell my story, pain and glory, guess my occupation
Free and easy, warm and breezy
Overnight sensation
Let me tell you now he sips, he quips
Dreams a lot about sailing ships
I'll be damned country ham, takes me back to Alabam
I'll be damned country ham, takes me back to Alabama
Phase- Administrator
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Datum rođenja : 03.04.1955
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