Jimmy Buffett The Weather Is Here I Wish You Were Beautiful Lyrics

The Weather Is Here I Wish You Were Beautiful Lyrics

This song is for Billy Clyde Tuggel. I hope you make it to Tahiti one day.
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Spoken:
"Play Ball!! (one, two, three, four)"
"Where's my per diem?
(Ladies and gentlemen, the Carl Reiner Band)"
"Hey Bobby, where's the keys
to the rent-a-car?"
"Jimmy, Jimmy, can I open the show in Atlanta
please?"
"Warning! Don't ever start a band!"

He worked hard all year,
just wanted a few weeks alone
But his old lady's into modelin', she can't get
away from a phone
Besides she bitches about the mosquitoes
She says, "Down
there there is nothing to do"
Her goddamn phone never stops ringin'
He'll
try the service in a day maybe two

Well he's on his third drink before
the wheels of the plane leave the ground
Makin' points with the stewardess
high over Long Island Sound
She's also spending some time on the
island
Too much city madness gives her the blues
They make a date to go
dancin' and dinin'
It seems neither has that much to
lose

Chorus:
The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
My
thoughts aren't too clear but don't run away
My girlfriend's a bore, my job
is too dutiful
Hell nobody's perfect would you like to play?
I feel
together today

Well now that's just the start of a well-deserved overdue
binge
Meanwhile back in the city certain people are starting to cringe
His
lawyers are calling his parents
His girlfriend doesn't know what to
think
His partners are studying their options
He's just singin' and
orderin' drinks

Chorus:
The weather is here I wish you were
beautiful
The skies are too clear life's so easy today
The beer is too
cold, the daiquiri's too fruitiful
No place like home when you're this far
away
I don't care what they say (I don't care)

He's goin' back to New
York pack it up and let everyone know
It was something that he should have
done such a long time ago
Still time to start a new life in the palm
trees
Ah, Billy Clyde wasn't insane
And if it doesn't work out there'll
never be any doubt
That the pleasure was worth all the
pain

Chorus:
The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
The
skies are too clear life's so easy today
The beer is too cold, the
daiquiri's too fruitiful
No place like home when you're this far
away
Time for to play
I need time for to play
Time for to play
I
need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to
play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for
to play