VERSE 1
The sun is hot and that old clock is mo-vin' slow, and so am I
The work day passes like molasses in winter-time, but it's Ju-ly
Gettin paid by the hour, and older by the minute, boss just pushed me over the limit
I'd like to call him somethin', I think I'll just call it a day
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 5 o'clock, somewhere
INTERLUDE: (D) (G) (A7) (D)
Well, this lunch break is gonna take all after-noon, and half the night
To-morrow mornin' I know there'll be hell to pay, hey but that's al-right
Ain't had a day off now In over a year, my Jamaican vacations-gonna start right here
If the phone's for me, you can tell them I've just sailed away
Pour me something tall and strong, make it a Hurricane before I go insane
I could pay off my tab, Pour my-self in cab and be back to work before two
At a moment like this I can't help but wonder what would Jimmy Buffett do
CHORUS (2x)