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Jimmy Buffett

Well, he out grew his sequin suit
Sold his Trailways bus
Let his hair get a little too long
Duck tails bit the dust
His custom made, pearl inlaid guitar
slipped from his hands
And in it's place a new electrical one
He had flown in from Japan

'Cause he's a cheeseburger eatin'
Abandoned Sunday meetin'
Brand new country star
He rides around in a Lincoln Continental
No steer horns on his car
Oh the record man say he's the livin' end
They're gonna spin him right to the top
Yea, he's a hot roman candle from the Texas panhandle

He can either go country or pop
Got a good ole' friend name of Texas Ben
Tells him all the spots to play
And a sweet little lady, he calls her sexy Sadie
She's with the boy night and day
They're gonna open up a chain of fancy bowling lanes
The first one in his old home town
And on ribbon cutting day they'll come from miles away
The folks will all gather round

Written by BUFFETT, JIMMY / ARNOLD, VERNON MARSHALL
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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