1.I Love The Now
Written：Jimmy Buffett／Carrie Fisher
It's the reason for livin'
But that's what I'm givin'
I don't need a history lesson
To tell me why
I mean I'm in no hurry
To hustle and scurry
There's so much to see
And life ain't gonna pass me by
Tomorrow's right around the corner
I'll get there somehow
But I'm stuck in the meantime
And I love the now
Chorus：
I love the now (all the faces and places)
I love the now (all the rats and the races)
It's the only place I've ever been
It's the only way that I know how
Don't talk about your superstitions
Don't talk about your cats meow
But don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now
It's true we've got problems
How do we solve 'em
Better break out your thinkin' cap
And your old dunce cone
Searchin' for answers like interpretive dancers
She asks me for reasons
Then tells me to wait for the tone
The whole damn world's gone crazy
The moon is jumpin' over the cow
How can you help but
Not love the now
Chorus：
I love the now (all the ranting and raving)
I love the now (all the cussin' and craving)
It's the only mess I've ever seen
It's the only place where I know how
Don't talk about your futuristic
Don't talk about your 'thee's' and 'thou's'
Don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now
(horn and harp instrumental)
Sittin' on 'G'
Waitin' on 'O'
I'm exactly where
I want to go
Chorus：
I love the now (all the pain and the pleasure)
I love the now (all the blood and the treasure)
It's the only circus that I know
It's the only ring where I'm allowed
Talk about a standing ovation
Everybody take a bow
But don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now
But don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now
No don't talk about tomorrow tonight
I love the now
2.Creola
Written：Jimmy Buffett／Ralph Macdonald／William Salter
Chorus：
Creola
In my sola
I loved what they were sayin'
I loved what they were playin'
Creola
Creola
On my victrola
Makes me feel like dancin'
Fall in love romancin' the melody
Creola, Creola, Creola for me
I remember as a child all the happiness and smiles
Flowed around my grandma's Sunday table
While Auntie Mae was sayin' grace
Papa T would sneak a taste
Catch a funny look from my cousin Mabel
Then daddy'd beat the drum
The old folks start to hum
Sing the only song that we all knew
Ambiance so fine, dancin' drinkin' wine
Sing about the lifestyle on the bayou
Chorus：
Creola (creola)
In my sola (sola)
Loved what they were sayin' (sayin')
Loved what they were playin' (playin')
Creola
Creola (creola)
On my Victrola (Victrola)
Makes me feel like dancin' (dancin')
Fall in love romancin' the melody
(Do do do do, do do do do)
Creola, Creola (Creola), Creola for me
It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
It's a spicy kind of life
Creola
It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
Creola, Creola, Creola for me
(pan instrumental)
The years have come and gone
Still the old song lingers on
I keep it in my heart with fond affection
Like the family good luck charm
That keeps away the harm
Creola's always there for my protection
Chorus：
Creola (Creola)
Good for your sola (sola)
Loved what they were sayin' (sayin')
Loved what they were playin' (playin')
Creola
Creola (Creola)
On my Victrola (Victrola)
Makes me feel like dancin' (dancin')
Fall in love romancin' the melody
(Do do do do, do do do do)
Creola, Creola (Creola), Creola for me
It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
It's a spicy kind of life
Creola
Just repeat the words I say
About a thousand times a day
Creola, Creola
It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
It's a spicy kind of life
Creola
Just forget about the mumbo jumbo
Hello to the world of gumbo
Creola, Creola
It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
It's a spicy kind of life
Creola
It's in the mood, it's in the blood
It's in the food, it's in the mud
Creola, Creola
3.First Look
Lyrics：Jimmy Buffett
Music：Jimmy Buffett
Fun tickets in my pocket, visions in my brain
Grandfather always told me if I went down
I might never come back again
I studied the language tapes
And I, I read all the books
Still nothing prepared me for my
Very first look
Chorus：
It was my first look
Baby that's all it took
Was my first look
Around
I think I want to go flyin'
But I don't wanna leave the ground
So I'll just cruise on my landing gear
And taxi 'round Rio town
Up to the mountain, down to the sea
Take me to Leblon where the samba queen a-waits for me
Chorus：
It was my first look
That's when I swallowed the hook
On my first look
Around
Amor a primeira vista
Voce nao, quer que o insista
Amor a primeira vista
Reacao quimica (quimica) quimica
Amor a primeira vista
Voce nao, quer que o insista
Amor a primeira vista
Reacao quimica (quimica) quimica
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Aah aah
Aah aah
Aah aah
Aah aah
Six days later I was feeling like a missing link (oo oo oo oo oo
oo oo oo)
When my friends told me hey Jimmy
It must have been the hoodlum drink (hoodlum drink)
Now it's time for siestas
And a belly full of rice and beans
And figure if I'm brave enough
To repeat the whole crazy scene
Chorus：
On my first look
That's when I swallowed the hook
On my first look
Around
Amor a primeira vista
Voce nao, quer que o insista
Amor a primeira vista
Reacao quimica (quimica) quimica
Amor a primeira vista
Voce nao, quer que o insista
Amor a primeira vista
Reacao quimica (quimica) quimica
＊Notes：
Background Vocals： Rita Coolidge
Language is Portuguese.
4.Meet Me In Memphis
Written：Jimmy Buffet／Michael Utley
He's holed up down on Ramrod Key in the Tavenier Hotel
Livin' out his loneliness like an oyster in a shell
By days he pulls the trap line
By night he lives alone
Don't really feel like company it's just him and his fridge and
his phone
Chorus：
Meet me in Memphis (meet me in Memphis)
That's where I'll be (that's where I'll be)
I'm by the river (oooh oooh) please come back to me
Meet me in Memphis (meet me in Memphis)
My wild days are through
And nothin' replaces (oooh oooh) me next to you
He's been there since she ran away
She said she needs some space
Occasionally she still calls collect
From some god forsaken place
Then one day a letter came
Postmarked Tennessee
And the envelope scent
And the postage spent
Well it lit up her old memory
Chorus：
Meet me in Memphis (meet me in Memphis)
That's what she said (that's what she said)
Too much for a letter (oooh oooh) please come here instead
Meet me in Memphis (meet me in Memphis)
My wild days are through
Still nothing replaces (oooh oooh) me next to you
(horn instrumental)
(Meet me in Memphis)
I know she could break my heart again
But I'm gonna play and I'm gonna win
Where Otis would play
Da da da dock of the bay
Meet me in Memphis (meet me in Memphis)
That's where I'll be (that's where I'll be)
I'm by the river (oooh oooh) you're by the sea
Oh please, meet me in Memphis (meet me in Memphis)
My wild days are through
Still nothing replaces (oooh oooh) me next to you
5.Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More
Lyrics：Jimmy Buffett
Music：Jimmy Buffett
For Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Allie Fox and Phil Clark
He was a fugitive with a pseudo name
Lost his mind in a hurricane
Coconut upside his head
People said he'd be better dead
'Cause his glory days are gone
Sits on the shore with his saxophone
And plays
In another place, in another time
He was a soldier in his prime
On the battlefield, makin' history
Young men died for his destiny
And their widows came each day
'Til he was forced to run away
From home
So he bought a town, but he sold the sea
Claimed a shallow victory
On an iron ship, with a wooden crew
They hit the reef when the moon was new
Now he cries himself to sleep
On a beach made of promises he meant to keep
Long ago
Chorus：
Nobody speaks to the Captain no more
Nobody talks about the war
Hey what the hell were we fighting for
Such a long, long time ago
(trumpet ／ piccolo ／ saxophone instrumental)
And now the monkeys and the iguanas
They listen to his song
Most uncaptive audience
He plays to all night long
So the story goes, he was dressed to kill
When he jumped from the old mahogany mill
And the jungle beasts, they were heard to wail
As the saxophone still played the scale
For a man we never knew who looked like me and you
Long ago
Nobody speaks to the Captain no more
No one is interested in settling old scores
Hey what they hell were we fighting for
Such a long, long time ago
Nobody speaks to the Captain no more
No one is interested in settling old scores
Hey what they hell were we fighting for
Such a long, long time ago
6.Floridays
Lyrics：Jimmy Buffett
Music：Jimmy Buffett
For Don Blanding, Wobby Wiemer and 'Groovula'
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 days
Now 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 days
I 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 days
Lookin' 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 take
The 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 days
(instrumental)
Pale invaders and tan crusaders
Are worshipping the sun
On the corner of walk and don't walk
Somewhere on U.S. 1
I'm back to livin' Floridays
Blue skies and ultra violet rays
Lookin' for better days
I'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
(Better days, better ways)
Everybody's lookin' for
(Better days)
Somewhere beneath the shinin' star
(Better days)
Take me won't you take me to
(Better days)
Sure could use a few
(Better days)
Floridays...
7.If It All Falls Down
Lyrics：Matt Betton
Music：Matt Betton
I never wanted to be
A man of mystery
My life's an open book
By James Joyce and Agatha Christie
Sometimes I get confused
Somewhere around page two
I live the perfect crime
And crime pays more than it used to
They're checkin' the evidence
May be some charges pressed
The only one they got me on
Is some misdemeanor craziness
Chorus：
If it all falls down falls down falls down
If they solve my life they find me out
Never thought to keep all I have found
I have had my fun if it all falls down
If it all falls down falls down falls down
I have had my fun I have bought a few rounds
And been out on the town way out on the town
Way way way out if it all falls down
Never wanted to be
A part of history
I have my days in the sun
A beach bum a man for all seasides
Guidance counselor said
Your scores are anti-heroic
Computer recommends
Hard-drinking calypso poet
Studied life at sea
Studied life in bars
Never passed my S.A.T.'s
So I thought I'd study extra hard
Chorus：
If it all falls down falls down falls down
I have learned my trade from the inside out
I can strum real hard I can play real loud
I can charm a crowd if it all falls down
If it all falls down falls down falls down
I can warm a crowd I can make them shout
I can juggle verbs adverbs and nouns
I can make them dance 'til they all fall down
We had plenty of doctors
We had plenty of lawyers
We had people to make us things
We had people to sell us those things
Didn't have enough room for those things
We build lots of self storage
Calypso poet shortage
Calypso poet shortage
Chorus：
If it all falls down falls down falls down
I'll have filled that void from city to town
I'll have spent my money and taken my bows
I'll have had my fun if it all falls down
If it all falls down falls down falls down
If they solve my life if they find me out
Never thought to keep all I have found
I have had my fun if it all falls down
If it all falls down falls down falls down
I can charm a crowd 'til they snake dance 'round
With calypso beat down island sound
I can make them dance 'til they all fall down
Chorus：
If it all falls down falls down falls down
I can warm a crowd I can make them shout
I can juggle verbs adverbs and nouns
I can make them dance 'til they all fall down
8.No Plane On Sunday
Written：Jimmy Buffett／Michael Utley
You can throw your luggage down
Lose your cool and stomp around
But there's nothin', nothin' you can do
Wipe away your girlfriend's tears
Go to the bar and have some beers
There ain't no way that bird's gettin' through
Chorus：
No plane on Sunday
Maybe be one come Monday
Just a hopeless situation
Make the best of it's all you can do
'Til they get through
Overheard the engineer
Say somethin' 'bout the landin' gear
Now we're runnin' strictly on island time
I know you got someone back home
So do I it's tough alone
Aw come on, it's just a minor crime
Chorus：
No plane on Sunday
Check it again come Monday
Just a hopeless situation
Make the best of it's 'bout all you can do
Baby it's true
Shouldn't spend these precious hours tryin' to figure this out
We don't know where the story ends
Let's don't go back to just bein' friends
(instrumental)
So they went walkin' on the beach
Quarter moon within their reach
So they stole it and tucked it in their hearts
That's when they heard the engines hum
And realized the dawn had come
It was over, over from the start
Chorus：
No plane on Sunday
Just another lonely Monday
Aw make the best of a bad situation's
'Bout all you can do
Baby it's true
Whoa oh oh oh baby it's true
Oh oh oh oh baby what's new
Oh oh oh oh baby what's new
9.When The Coast Is Clear
Written：Jimmy Buffett／Mac Mcanally
For Emery Clark, who paints it better than I can say it
They're closin' down the hangout
The air is turnin' cool
They're shuttin' off the superslide
The kids are back in school
The tourist traps are empty
Vacancy abounds
Almost like it used to be
Before the circus came to town
Chorus：
That's when it always happens
The same time every year
I come down to talk to me
When the coast is clear
Hello mister other me
It's been a long long time
We hardly get to have these chats
That in itself's a crime
So tell me all your troubles
I'll surely tell you mine
We'll laugh and smoke and cuss and joke and
Have a glass of wine
Chorus：
That's where it always happens
The same place every year
I come down to talk to me
When the coast is clear
(instrumental)
(It's the only place he knows)
Where it always happens
The same place every year
I still come down to talk to me
When the coast is clear
10.You'll Never Work In Dis Bidness Again
Written：Buffett／Utley／V.Melamed／Leo／W.Weeks／M／Betton
For all of those who have dared to try, made it, and lived to
tell about it.
Spoken：
'He told it to the monkeys and they didn't talk back'
'Then he told the old iguana and he didn't attack'
They told me before I started
That it never ever would work out
Stay in school, don't be a fool
But I had to see what life was about
So I went to Biloxi seekin' fortune and fame
I got hired, I got fired, I got called dirty names
You'll never (never), never (never), work in dis bidness again
You'll never (never), no never (never)
Never work in dis bidness again
I knew I needed representation
And I found it one night in a bar
He was a bondsman and a part-time agent
And he said that he would make me a star
He said', 'Aaaah, you don't have to be that good
To make it out in Hollywood
You just have to change and complain'
Or you'll never (never), never (never), work in dis bidness
again
You'll never (never), no never (never)
Never work in dis bidness again
(synth and horn instrumental)
I parked cars at the Rainbow
I sold maps of the stars
I got my nose broke in Spago's
When I puked on the bar
And all I played's a double barmitzvah
(Bubba played a double barmitzvah!)
It's a jungle out there (we love it)
Hell, I don't care
I'm going back to my predator friends
I will never (never), never (never), work in this bidness again
No I'll never (never), no never (never)
Never work in this bidness again
You'll never (never), never (never), work in this bidness again
Spoken：
'Ah, relax, vhere do you tink you're going vit dat suitcase？'
'I'm outta here!'
'You're leaving？! Vat about my fifteen percent？'
'Fifteen percent of nothin' is nothin'!'
'Young man, you leave now and you'll never...'
'I'll never...'
'You'll never...'
'Work in dis...'
'Bizness...'
'Bidness...'
'AGAIN!!'
＊Notes：
The parts of Jimmy Buffett and his manager played by Vince
Melamed
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