This song is for all the people thats been reviewing our records, in different magazines and things, and mentioning the fact that we sound a lot like Jimmy Buffett, because we live in Key West and we use congo drums in our songs. And for all those people that are under the misconception that Mr. Buffett lives in Key West, we'd like to say that theres a lot of things in Key West. As a matter of fact:
Theres sailboats,
And conch shells,
And palm trees galore,
But Jimmy Buffett doesn't live in Key West anymore.
Sisters? has a bumper sticker on the door,
It says "Jimmy Buffett doesn't live in Key West anymore."
They smuggled? songs,
Snitching on the?,
Bringing heat,
Where its already too damn hot to die.
Son of a son of a son of a bitch,
Is whats all that bullshit's for.
Jimmy Buffett he don't live in Key West anymore.
Sailing to the Caribean,
Jimmy might well be.
Pictures up in Rolling Stone,
For all the world to see.
The rich keep getting richer,
The poor will just be poor.
But Jimmy Buffett doesn't live in Key West anymore.
Now Jimmy's moved to Malibu,
With all those other stars.
He's not down on? Street,
Hanging out in bars.
All them goddamn tourists,
Got to be a bore.
But Jimmy Buffett doesn't live in Key West anymore.
So don't tell me I sound like Jimmy Buffett,
Just because I've got that island beat.
Jimmy might have grown up on the ocean,
Me I kind of grown up on the streets.
Music's just a way of life,
To me I'm living free.
So don't play all that Key West Jimmy Buffett shit on me.
Now divers do it deeper,
Must of 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 dont we just both get drunk and screw?
Them creepy motherfuckers,
That think music is a whore,
Tell 'em that you just don't live in Key West anymore.
Theres sailboats,
And conch shells,
And palm trees galore.
But Jimmy Buffett, he don't live in Key West anymore.
Sisters? has a bumper sticker on the door,
Jimmy Buffett, he don't live in Key West anymore.
Alright boys, sound like Jimmy Buffett now!
Writer(s): R. Anthony Smith, Jeffrey Steele
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