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 hangin' 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 kinda grown up on the street

Music's just a way of life, me I'm liv'in 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 Margaritaville, me I liked it too

Someday Jimmy, why don't we just both get drunk and screw

Oh those creepy Mother Fuckers 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