David Allan Coe - Jimmy Buffet Doesn't Live in Key West Anymore

This song is for all the people that’s ah, been reviewin’ our record
in different magazines and things.  And mentionin’ the fact that, 
we sound a lot like Jimmy Buffet.  Because we live in Key West and 
we use conga drums in our songs.  And ah to all those people that, 
are under the misconception that Mr. Buffet lives in Key West, 
we’d like to say that there's a lot of things in Key West.  
As a matter of fact…

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There’s sailboats, and conch shells, and palm trees galore
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But Jimmy Buffet, Doesn't Live in Key West, Anymore.

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Sister’s spare change has a bumper sticker on the door
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Says Jimmy Buffet, Doesn't Live in Key West, Anymore.

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A smuggler hates those Buffet songs, snitching on his life
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Bringin’ heat were it’s already too damn hot to die
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Son of a son of a son of a ^bitch^, what’s all that bullshit for
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Jimmy Buffet, he don’t Live in Key West, Anymore.

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Sailing to the Caribbean, Jimmy might well be
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Pictures up in Rolling Stone for all the world to see
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Rich keep getting richer, poor they just stay poor
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Jimmy Buffet, Doesn't Live in Key West, Anymore.

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Now Jimmy’s moved to Malibu, with all those other stars
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He’d not down on Dole Street, hangin’ out in bars
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All them Goddamn tourists, got to be a bore
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Jimmy Buffet, Doesn't Live in Key West, Anymore.

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So don’t tell me I sound like Jimmy Buffet
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Just because I got that island beat
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Jimmy might have grown up on the ocean
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Me I kinda grown up on the street.
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Music’s just a way of life to me I’m livin’ free

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So don’t lay all that Key West Jimmy Buffet, shit on me.

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Now Divers Do It Deeper, must have really made them mad
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Some of them reviewers said it really sounded bad
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Well they liked Margaritaville, and me I liked it too
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Someday Jimmy, Why Don’t We both just Get Drunk And Skrew.

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Oh all them creepy motherfuckers they think music is a whore
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Tell ‘em that you just don’t live in Key West, anymore.


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There’s sailboats, and conch shells, and palm trees galore
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But Jimmy Buffet, Doesn't Live in Key West, Anymore.

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Sister’s spare change has a bumper sticker on the door
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Jimmy Buffet, Doesn't Live in Key West, Anymore.

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Alright boys sound like Jimmy Buffet now. 

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