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Jimmy Buffett Kind of a Mood

I feel like headin’ out to the islands
Maybe to St Bart’s or Mustique
I’ve been feelin’ overwhelmed lately
It’s been a pretty hectic week

I’m all set for a last-minute vacation
Perhaps you’d like to come along
We’ll drink margaritas every night
It’ll be like a Trop-Rock song

I’m in a Jimmy Buffett kind of mood
I wanna feel that banana wind on my face
I wanna few chilled ones with my buddies
I wanna get out of the crazy rat race
I wanna hang out with some island girls
I wanna swim naked under the stars
I’m in a Jimmy Buffett kind of a mood
I wanna be where there aren’t any cars

Can’t wait to eat cheeseburgers in paradise
Can’t wait to party out on that sand
Can’t wait to get there and just goof around
As we listen to the Coral Reefer Band

We’ll get the coolers filled with ice cold drinks
Rent a boat, there’s no cell service out there
On the water away from the complicated life
Where we can breathe in some salty air

I’m in a Jimmy Buffett kind of mood
I wanna feel that banana wind on my face
I wanna few chilled ones with my buddies
I wanna get out of the crazy rat race
I wanna hang out with some island girls
I wanna swim naked under the stars
I’m in a Jimmy Buffett kind of a mood
I wanna be where there aren’t any cars

Oh, take me where there aren’t any cars.

2017

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