Standard (EADGBE)

Squalls out on the gulf stream, big storms comin' soon

I passed out in my hammock, God, I slept 'till way past noon

Stood up and tried to focus

I hoped I wouldn't have to look far

I knew I could use a Bloody Mary

so I stumbled next door to the bar

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And now I must confess, I could use some rest

I can't run at this pace very long

Yes it's quite insane, I think it hurts my brain

But it cleans me out and then I can go on

There's something about this Sunday, it's a most peculiar gray

Strolling down the avenue that's known as A1A

I was feeling tired, then I got inspired

And I knew that it wouldn't last long

So all alone I walked back home, sat on my beach

and then I made up this song

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Well, the wind is blowin' harder now, fifty knots or there abouts

There's white caps on the ocean, and I'm watchin' for waterspouts

It's time to close the shutters, it's time to go inside

In a week I'll be in gay Paris

Well that's a mighty long airplane ride

Chorus