Floridays

By: matt betton
1986
I never wanted to be
A man of mystery
My life's an open book
By james joyce and agatha christie

Sometimes i get confused
Somewhere around page two
I live the perfect crime
And crime pays more than it used to

They're checkin' the evidence
May be some charges pressed
The only one they got me on
Is some misdemeanor craziness

Chorus:
If it all falls down falls down falls down
If they solve my life they find me out
Never thought to keep all i have found
I have had my fun if it all falls down

If it all falls down falls down falls down
I have had my fun i have bought a few rounds
And been out on the town way out on the town
Way way way out if it all falls down

Never wanted to be
A part of history
I have my days in the sun
A beach bum a man for all seasides

Guidance counselor said
Your scores are anti-heroic
Computer recommends
Hard-drinking calypso poet

Studied life at sea
Studied life in bars
Never passed my s.a.t.'s
So i thought i'd study extra hard

Chorus:
If it all falls down falls down falls down
I have learned my trade from the inside out
I can strum real hard i can play real loud
I can charm a crowd if it all falls down

If it all falls down falls down falls down
I can warm a crowd i can make them shout
I can juggle verbs adverbs and nouns
I can make them dance 'til they all fall down

We had plenty of doctors
We had plenty of lawyers
We had people to make us things
We had people to sell us those things
Didn't have enough room for those things
We build lots of self storage
Calypso poet shortage
Calypso poet shortage

Chorus:
If it all falls down falls down falls down
I'll have filled that void from city to town
I'll have spent my money and taken my bows
I'll have had my fun if it all falls down

If it all falls down falls down falls down
If they solve my life if they find me out
Never thought to keep all i have found
I have had my fun if it all falls down

If it all falls down falls down falls down
I can charm a crowd 'til they snake dance 'round
With calypso beat down island sound
I can make them dance 'til they all fall down

Chorus:
If it all falls down falls down falls down
I can warm a crowd i can make them shout
I can juggle verbs adverbs and nouns
I can make them dance 'til they all fall down

By: jimmy buffett, ralph macdonald, william salter
Chorus:
Creola
In my sola
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

I remember as a child all the happiness and smiles
Flowed around my grandma's sunday table
While auntie mae was sayin' grace
Papa t would sneak a taste
Catch a funny look from my cousin mabel

Then daddy'd beat the drum
The old folks start to hum
Sing the only song that we all knew
Ambiance so fine, dancin' drinkin' wine
Sing about the lifestyle on the bayou

Chorus:
Creola (creola)
In my sola (sola)
Loved what they were sayin' (sayin')
Loved what they were playin' (playin')
Creola

Creola (creola)
On my victrola (victrola)
Makes me feel like dancin' (dancin')
Fall in love romancin' the melody
(do do do do, do do do do)
Creola, 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
Creola

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

(pan instrumental)

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

Chorus:
Creola (creola)
Good for your sola (sola)
Loved what they were sayin' (sayin')
Loved what they were playin' (playin')
Creola

Creola (creola)
On my victrola (victrola)
Makes me feel like dancin' (dancin')
Fall in love romancin' the melody
(do do do do, do do do do)
Creola, 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
Creola

Just repeat the words i say
About a thousand times a day
Creola, creola

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
Creola

Just forget about the mumbo jumbo
Hello to the world of gumbo
Creola, creola

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
Creola

It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
Creola, creola

By: jimmy buffett, carrie fisher
1986
It's the reason for livin'
But that's what i'm givin'
I don't need a history lesson
To tell me why

I mean i'm in no hurry
To hustle and scurry
There's so much to see
And life ain't gonna pass me by

Tomorrow's right around the corner
I'll get there somehow
But i'm stuck in the meantime
And i love the now

Chorus:
I love the now (all the faces and places)
I love the now (all the rats and the races)
It's the only place i've ever been
It's the only way that i know how

Don't talk about your superstitions
Don't talk about your cats meow
But don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now

It's true we've got problems
How do we solve 'em
Better break out your thinkin' cap
And your old dunce cone

Searchin' for answers like interpretive dancers
She asks me for reasons
Then tells me to wait for the tone

The whole damn world's gone crazy
The moon is jumpin' over the cow
How can you help but
Not love the now

Chorus:
I love the now (all the ranting and raving)
I love the now (all the cussin' and craving)
It's the only mess i've ever seen
It's the only place where i know how

Don't talk about your futuristic
Don't talk about your "thee's" and "thou's"
Don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now

(horn and harp instrumental)

Sittin' on 'g'
Waitin' on 'o'
I'm exactly where
I want to go

Chorus:
I love the now (all the pain and the pleasure)
I love the now (all the blood and the treasure)
It's the only circus that i know
It's the only ring where i'm allowed

Talk about a standing ovation
Everybody take a bow
But don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now

But don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now
No don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now

By: jimmy buffett, michael utley
1986
You can throw your luggage down
Lose your cool and stomp around
But there's nothin', nothin' you can do
Wipe away your girlfriend's tears
Go to the bar and have some beers
There ain't no way that bird's gettin' through

Chorus:
No plane on sunday
Maybe be one come monday
Just a hopeless situation
Make the best of it's all you can do
'til they get through

Overheard the engineer
Say somethin' 'bout the landin' gear
Now we're runnin' strictly on island time
I know you got someone back home
So do i it's tough alone
Aw come on, it's just a minor crime

Chorus:
No plane on sunday
Check it again come monday
Just a hopeless situation
Make the best of it's 'bout all you can do
Baby it's true

Shouldn't spend these precious hours tryin' to figure this out
We don't know where the story ends
Let's don't go back to just bein' friends

(instrumental)

So they went walkin' on the beach
Quarter moon within their reach
So they stole it and tucked it in their hearts

That's when they heard the engines hum
And realized the dawn had come
It was over, over from the start

Chorus:
No plane on sunday
Just another lonely monday
Aw make the best of a bad situation's
'bout all you can do
Baby it's true

Whoa oh oh oh baby it's true
Oh oh oh oh baby what's new
Oh oh oh oh baby what's new

By: jimmy buffett, michael utley, vince melamed, josh leo,
Willie weeks, matt betton
For all of those who have dared to try, made it, and lived to tell about it.
-- spoken:
"he told it to the monkeys and they didn't talk back"
"then he told the old iguana and he didn't attack"

They told me before i started
That it never ever would work out
Stay in school, don't be a fool
But i had to see what life was about

So i went to biloxi seekin' fortune and fame
I got hired, i got fired, i got called dirty names
You'll never (never), never (never), work in dis bidness again
You'll never (never), no never (never)
Never work in dis bidness again

I knew i needed representation
And i found it one night in a bar
He was a bondsman and a part-time agent
And he said that he would make me a star

He said', "aaaah, you don't have to be that good
To make it out in hollywood
You just have to change and complain"
Or you'll never (never), never (never), work in dis bidness again
You'll never (never), no never (never)
Never work in dis bidness again

(synth and horn instrumental)

I parked cars at the rainbow
I sold maps of the stars
I got my nose broke in spago's
When i puked on the bar

And all i played's a double barmitzvah
(bubba played a double barmitzvah!)

It's a jungle out there (we love it)
Hell, i don't care
I'm going back to my predator friends
I will never (never), never (never), work in this bidness again
No i'll never (never), no never (never)
Never work in this bidness again
You'll never (never), never (never), work in this bidness again

-- spoken:
"ah, relax, vhere do you tink you're going vit dat suitcase?"
"i'm outta here!"
"you're leaving?! vat about my fifteen percent?"
"fifteen percent of nothin' is nothin'!"
"young man, you leave now and you'll never..."
"i'll never..."
"you'll never..."
"work in dis..."
"bizness..."
"bidness..."
"again!!"

- notes:
The parts of jimmy buffett and his manager played by vince melamed