The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow
And so am I
The workday passes like molasses in wintertime
But it's July
I'm gettin' paid by the hour and older by the minute
My boss just pushed me over the limit
I'd like to call it somethin'
I think I'll just call it a day
Chorus
Pour me somethin' tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve but I don't care
It's 5 O'clock somewhere
This lunch break is gonna take all afternoon
Half the night
Tomorrow morning I know they'll be hell to pay
Hey, but that's alright
I ain't had a day off now in over a year
My Jamican vacation's gonna start right here
Get the phones for me
You can tell 'em I just sailed away
Chorus
Pour me somethin' tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve but I don't care
It's 5 O'clock somewhere
I could pay off my tab
Pour myself in a cab
And be back to work before 2
At a moment like this
I can't help but wonder
What would Jimmy Buffet do?
Jimmy Buffet :
Funny you should ask that
I'd say
Pour me somethin' tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve but I don't care
Jimmy buffett and Alan Jackson together :
Pour me somethin' tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve but I don't care
Alan Jackson: He don't care... I don't care
It's five o'clock somewhere
Jimmy Buffett :
What time zone am I on?
What country am I in?
Alan Jackson :
It doesn't matter, it's five o'clock somewhere
Jimmy Buffett :
It's always on 5 in margarittaville come to think of it
Alan Jackson :
I heard that
Jimmy Buffett :
You've been to there haven't ya?
Alan Jackson :
Yes sir.
Jimmy Buffett :
I seen your boat there
Alan Jackson :
I've been to margarittaville a few times
Jimmy Buffett :
Alright, well that's good.
Alan Jackson :
I'm on my way back.
Jimmy Buffett :
Well alright, I just wanna make sure you can keep it between the navigational beacon.
Alright, well it's five o'clock, let's go somewhere.
Alan Jackson :
I'm ready, crank it up.
Jimmy Buffett :
Let's get outta here
Alan Jackson :
I'm gone
Jimmy Buffett :
Let's get outta here.
Writer(s): Donald Edmond Rollins, Jim Brown
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