It’s not close quarters that would make me snap
It’s just dealing with the daily unadulterated crap
Sail away for a month at a time
Sail away I’ve got to recharge mind
Then you’ll find me back at it again
Weather's got the shrimpers in a frenzy
They're horny and don't need a good excuse
Someone yells and things just start erupting
And in a flash all hell has broken loose
There's a woman goin' crazy on Caroline Street…
Now I've got a schoolboy heart, a novelist eye
Stout sailor's legs and a license to fly
I got a native tongue from way down South
It sits in the cheek of my gulf coastal mouth
@TNTCollegeFoot1 I went to a Tampa Bay Vipers game that first year of the “new” XFL. It was fun. Seemed like the game day experience was strong league wide.
I haven’t paid much attention to this iteration of the UFL.
What I loved was Arena Football when the Storm were in Tampa. I miss it.
Flyin' down the highway of my dreams
You will find my crazy love
Is always what it seems
My love is guaranteed
You're never going to see the end of me
I've got all you need
You'll be the coffee I'll be the creamer
I'm money back, money back guaranteed
@Vikes_Dawgs@C00lBreeze35 There’s a few Buffett songs that I’d love to expand into loosely based novels. This is one of them.
Weather is Here, another one.
But who has the time
Spillin' wine and sharin' good times
She sure could make him smile
He pays her well but what the hell
He'll be movin' in a little while
Havana daydreamin'
Boy, he's just dreamin'
His life away
@Vikes_Dawgs@C00lBreeze35 It’s such an incredible blend of depth, re-listenability (a new, totally not made up word), charm, etc.
He pays her well, but what the hell, he'll be movin' in a little while
Havana daydreamin'
Just rolls right off the tongue…
There's a highway of stars across the heavens
There's a whispering song of the wind in the grass
There's a rolling thunder across the Savannah
A hope and a dream at the edge of the sky
And your life is the story of the wind
Your life is a story like the wind
If you don't believe my words
Or think my story's true
Get a bottle of rum and a Eskatrol
And watch the same thing happen to you
We'll push the fool button…
Well now the coffee is strong
At the Cafe du Monde
And the donuts are too hot to touch
Just like a fool
When those sweet goodies cool
I'll eat 'til I eat way too much
'Cause I'm living on things that excite me
Be they pastry or lobster love