(Y) ♪ღ♪*• •*¨♪ ❤ ღ♪¨¨*• (Y) That sun is hot and that old clock is moving slow And so am I The workday passes like molasses in wintertime But its July Im getting paid by the hour and older by the minute My boss just pushed me over the limit Id love to call him something, but I think Ill just call it a day Pour me something tall and strong Make it a hurricane before I go insane Its only half past twelve but I dont care Its five oclock somewhere Well this lunchbreak is gonna take all afternoon And half the night Tomorrow morning I know therell be hell to pay Hey, but thats alright I aint had a day off now in over a year My Jamaican vacations gonna start right here If the phone is for me you can tell em I just sailed away Pour me something tall and strong Make it a hurricane before I go insane Its only half past twelve but I dont care Its five oclock somewhere I could pay off my tab, pour myself in a cab And be back to work before two But at a moment like this I cant help but wonder What would Jimmy Buffett do Hed say pour me something tall and strong Make it a hurricane before I go insane Its only half past twelve but I dont care Its five oclock somewhere (Y) ♪ღ♪*• •*¨♪ ❤ ღ♪¨¨*• (Y)
Posted on: Tue, 16 Sep 2014 14:47:01 +0000
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