Prelude:
This song is for all the people that’s been reviewing our records and say we sound a lot like Jimmy Buffet because we live in Key West and use Congo drums in our songs. For all those people that live in Key West and are under the misconception that Mr. Buffet live in Key West and we’d like to say there’s a lot of things in Key West, as a matter of fact, there’s
Chorus:
There’s sailboats and conk shells and palm trees galore,
But Jimmy Buffet doesn’t live in Key West anymore
Sister spare change has a bumper sticker on the door
Says Jimmy Buffet doesn’t live here any more
Verse 1:
Hey smugglers need those Buffet songs, snitching on the sly
Bringing heat where it’s already to damn hot to die
Son of a son of bitch, what’s all that bullshit for
Jimmy Buffet doesn’t’ live in Key West anymore
Verse 2
Sailing to the Caribbean Jimmy might well be
Pictures up in Rollin’ Stone for all the world to see
The rich keep getting richer, the poor they just stay poor
Jimmy buffet doesn’t’ live in Key West anymore
Verse 3
Now Jimmy’s moved to Malibu with all those other stars
He’s not down at in Duval Street hanging out in bars
All them God damned tourist, got to be a bore.
Jimmy Buffet doesn’t live here any more
Verse 4
So don’t tell me I sound like Jimmy Buffet
Just because I got that island beat
Jimmy might have grown up on the ocean
Me, I kind of grown up on the street
Music’s just a way of life, me I’m living free
Don’t lay all that Key West Jimmy Buffet shit on me
Verse 5
Now Divers Do It Deeper must have really made them mad
Some of them reviewers said it really sounded bad
Well they liked Margaretville, me I liked it too
Someday Jimmy, why don’t we just both get drunk and screw
Oh those creepy Mother F*ckers that think music is a whore
Tell that you just don’t live in Key West anymore
Chorus:
There’s sailboats and conk shells and palm trees galore,
But Jimmy buffet doesn’t live in Key West anymore
Sister spare change has a bumper sticker on the door
Says Jimmy Buffet doesn’t live here any more