Hustlers, Beach Bums and Pirates in a Song.

Sing it Strong- one year ago today- Jimmy Buffet didn’t waste away in Margaritaville.

Hair, hear, hare today.
Gone tomorrow.
“All I wanna do is have some fun till the sun comes up on Santa Monica Blvd.”
We went to the drive-in on Friday night, down in Margaritaville.
Brought Doritos and salsa, ordered a salt around the rim tequila and waited for Goodbye Columbus to come on the big outdoor screen. (No mosquitoes welcomed.)

Keeping our blood pressure in mind.
But not bringing our buzz to a halt.
Our second drink please -sans salt- extra lime. ”

Pour me something tall and strong,” cause it’s only half past 12:00, but it’s “5 o’clock somewhere.” Oh, Bubba Buffet- you kept your eye on the Fun.
You and The Boss -Born to Run. The consummate “Trip around the Sun.”

“So goodbye yellow brick road.
Where the dogs of society howl.
You can’t plant me in your penthouse.
I’m going back to my plough.”

We love you Elton oh yes we do. Conrad Birdie got nothing on you.”
“Every breath you take-
And every move you make,
Every bond you break,
Every step you take.
We’ll be watching you. As long as it doesn’t “Sting.”

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