The sun is hot and that ole clock is moving slow and so am i The work day passes like molassas in wintertime, but it's July I'm getting paid by the hour and older by the minute My boss just pushed me over the limit I'd like to call him something, I think I'll just call it a day
CHORUS Pour me something tall and strong Make it a Hurricane before I go insane It's only half past twelve, but I don't care It's five o'clock somewhere
This lunch break is gonna take all afternoon and half the night Tomorrow morning I know they'll be hell to pay, hey but that's all right I haven't had a day off now in over a year My Jamacian vacation's gonna start right here If the phone's for me, you can tell them I just selled away
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I could pay off my tab Pour myself in a cab and be back to work before two At a moment like this, I can't help but wonder... What would Jimmy Buffett do?
Jimmy: Funny you should ask, Alan. I'd say...
Pour me something tall and strong Make it a Hurricane before I go insane It's only half past twelve, but I don't care (twice)
Alan: He don't care I don't care
Together: It's five o'clock somewhere
Jimmy: What time zone am I on? What country am I in?
Alan: It doesn't matter. It's five o'clock somewhere
Jimmy: It's always on five in Margaritaville, come to think of it
Alan: I heard that
Jimmy: You've been there haven't you?
Alan: Yes, Sir
Jimmy: I've seen your boat there
Alan: I've been to Margaritaville a few times
Jimmy: All right. That's good
Alan: Stumbled my way back
Jimmy: OK Just want to make sure you can keep it between the navigational beacons
Alan: Between the bouys. I got it
Jimmy: All right. It's five o'clock. Let's go somewhere
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