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It’s too hot to post, so I leave y’all with a great Jimmy Buffett tune, both on terms of wordplay and melody:
I come from where the rivers meet the sea
That’s part of why I’m so wild and fancy free
I was early into crazy ways
My folks said, “It’s just a phase”
They were hopin’ for better daysNow in my line of work I seem to see a lot more than most
Write ’em down, pass ’em around
It’s the gospel from the coast
Reflections not just replays
Takin’ time to escape the maze
Lookin’ for better daysI spent a year of my life one night
On the beaches in old Beirut
Seems that all they’re aimin’ for there
Is to hang around and shoot
Each others lives away
Bloody winds on a distant bay
They’re lookin’ for better daysLookin’ to the left
Lookin’ to the right
Lookin’ to the stars to shed some light
Hopin’ for a breath
Hopin’ for a break
Hopin’ for the give without the takeThe dreamers line the state road
Just to watch the runway show
Slouched behind their steering wheels
They just watch the big jets go
Streakin’ through the mornin’ haze
Focal point of a distant gaze
Lookin’ for better daysPale invaders and tan crusaders
Are worshipping the sun
On the corner of walk and don’t walk
Somewhere on U.S. 1I’m back to livin’ Floridays
Blue skies and ultra violet rays
Lookin’ for better daysI’m back to livin’ Floridays
Blue skies and ultra violet rays
Lookin’ for better days, lookin’ for better days
Lookin’ for better days
Lookin’ for Floridays
It really doesn’t get that much better than this. This song really touches my soul.
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