Lyrics:
Haze
And I just want you back by my side
Yes it's been quite a summer
Rent-a-cars and west bound trains
And now you're off on vacation
Somethin' you tried to explain
And darlin' since I love you so
That's the reason I just let you go
Come Monday It'll be all right
Come Monday I'll be holding you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A.
Bobby's driving through the city tonight,
Through the lights in a hot new rent-a-car.
He joins the lovers in his heavy machine.
It's a scene down on sunset boulevard.
Say goodbye to hollywood.
Haze
And I just want you back by my side
Yes it's been quite a summer
Rent-a-cars and west bound trains
And now you're off on vacation
Somethin' you tried to explain
And darlin' I love you so that's
The reason I just let you go
Come Monday It'll be all right
Come Monday I'll be holding you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A.
Jimmy Buffett
I woke up in a strange room
That I'd never seen before
Weird paintings on the wall
And mirrors on the ceiling
I bolted for the door.
Looking for my rent-a-car
Was the Cordoba blue or red
Tryin' to remember where I put the keys
Tryin' to remember what I said.
(Ladies and gentlemen, the Coral Reefer Band)"
"Hey Bobby, where's the keys to the rent-a-car?"
"Jimmy, Jimmy, can I open the show in Atlanta please?"
"Warning, don't ever start a band"
He worked hard all year
Just wanted a few weeks alone
But his old lady's into modelin'
She can't get away from a phone
Besides, she bitches about the mosquitoes
She says, "Down there there is nothing to do"
Her goddamn phone never stops ringin'
He'll try the service in a day, maybe two
Well, he's on his third drink
Before the wheels of the plane leave the ground
Makin' points with the stewardess
High over Long Island Sound
She's also spending some time on the island
Too much city madness gives her the blues
They make a date to go dancin' and dinin'
It seems neither has that much to lose
The weather is here, I wish you were beautiful
My thoughts aren't too clear, but don't run away
My girlfriend's a bore, my job is too dutiful
Hell, nobody's perfect would you like to play?
(Ladies and gentlemen, the Coral Reefer Band)"
"Hey Bobby, where's the keys to the rent-a-car?"
"Jimmy, Jimmy, can I open the show in Atlanta please?"
"Warning, don't ever start a band"
He worked hard all year
Just wanted a few weeks alone
But his old lady's into modelin'
She can't get away from a phone
Besides, she bitches about the mosquitoes
She says, "Down there there is nothing to do"
Her goddamn phone never stops ringin'
He'll try the service in a day, maybe two
Well, he's on his third drink
Before the wheels of the plane leave the ground
Makin' points with the stewardess
High over Long Island Sound
She's also spending some time on the island
Too much city madness gives her the blues
They make a date to go dancin' and dinin'
It seems neither has that much to lose
The weather is here, I wish you were beautiful
My thoughts aren't too clear, but don't run away
My girlfriend's a bore, my job is too dutiful
Hell, nobody's perfect would you like to play?
Dis type ah shit happen everyday
All dem a gwaan dem heart softer than clay
None ah dem have the guts
To rise it and spray
None ah dem have the guts to bust the SK
I got diamonds on my blocka
Serve it to my flocka yeah, that's my flocka
To my flocka pray to Lord on my shotta
She be proper yeah, that's my flocka
All praise to the most high on both sides
I pray to God, I pray for hard, I won't lie
Multi cause I'm dope-tied
Convo and a boat ride
Rent-a-cars for the whole month
Drop Porsche money, no co-sign
Yuugh, my records ain't got to sell, nigga
Woo, go diamond off of my cell, nigga
Give a fuck what you sells, that chance come
I take mine i ball hard, you bench ride
So fuck you and yo' baseline
No Soundscan for a bricklayer, square nigga
You a brick hater
We see a bitch, you fall in love
I fall back cause my bitch date her
Where I'm from, we go crazy with them choppas
Sellin' dope, goin' diamond on my blocka
I got diamonds on my blocka
Serve it to my flocka yeah, that's my flocka
To my flocka pray to Lord on my shotta
She be proper yeah, that's my flocka
Welcome to my blocka, take a look at my world
Diamond on my blocka
All we got is white girl
All we got is choppas
All you hear is choppas
All we see is choppas
That spotlight on my blocka
Dopeboy to the rescue
Bad bitches get the best view
Lotta money just floatin' round
All them hoes feelin' special
Woo, I know the rent due
Fuck me right and it's sent through
Third time you done used the line
God damn, she a pimp, too
Teamwork make the dream work
All my niggas done seen work
All my niggas ain't make it through
So much death that my dreams hurt
Where I'm from, we go crazy with them choppas
Sellin' dope, goin' diamond on my blocka
I got diamonds on my blocka
Serve it to my flocka yeah, that's my flocka
To my flocka pray to Lord on my shotta
She be proper yeah, that's my flocka
I'm laying naked with ya
After making love
I caught a cold
I barely made it home
You said you loved me only
I felt no pain
And then I crashed my rent-a-car in the pouring rain
Seen it on a billboard
And I believe it's so
It said, "The only thing you know for certain
Is 'Hey, you never know'"
My friend Jerry's feet are achin'
Says he's hittin' bottom
Says it's a sex problem
He told me so
I told him
"Jerry ain't the lovin' that you're makin' buddy
It's layin' out all night
And lookin' for it that makes you slow
Want some advice
And it's free for a reason you know
They say you only live twice
I said, "Hey, you never know" And the hula girls go...
Get geeked at the sight of an ATM receipt
But game, been peeped, dropping names she's weak
Trickin' off this bitch is lost
Must take me for a geek, ah, quick way to eat, ah
Neat place sleep, ah, rent-a-car for a week, ah, trick for a treat, no
Go, on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don't want to get involved without them lawyers
And judges, just to hold grudges in the courtroom
I want to see ya support bra not support you
I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink
But lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh, yeah I
I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink
But lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh, I, I, yeah
I know you'd like to think, (I know) your shit don't stink (stink but)
But lean a little bit closer (closer)
See roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh (smell like poo-ooh)
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh (like, ohh)
I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
But lean a little bit closer (yeah, eh-yeah)
See roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasin' cars
What happens when the dough gets low?
I had my rent-a-car flyin' down a two-lane road
Late for my plane again
Had to stop for some gas at this country store
That's when I saw the old man
He was kicked back workin' on a big RC
Watchin' Gomer Pyle on his little TV
Took him awhile to even notice me
Sittin' there I thought to myself
Old man (Old man)you got one up on me
I'm still lookin' for my shady tree
With your two gas pumps and your color TV
Your satisfied as you can be
Old man (Old man)I guess you got one up on me
Well he finally strolled over with a big 'ol smile
Said "How ya doin, son?"
Well, they say that Santa Fe
Is less than ninety miles away
And I got time to roll a number and rent a car
Oh, Albuquerque
I've been flyin' down the road
And I've been starvin' to be alone
And independent from the scene that I've known
Albuquerque
So I'll stop when I can
Find some fried eggs and country ham
I'll find somewhere
Where they don't care who I am
Oh, Albuquerque
Albuquerque
Well, they say that Santa Fe
Is less than ninety miles away
And I got time to roll a number and rent a car
Oh, Albuquerque
I've been flyin' down the road
And I've been starvin' to be alone
And independent from the scene that I've known
Albuquerque
So I'll stop when I can
Find some fried eggs and country ham
I'll find somewhere
Where they don't care who I am
Oh, Albuquerque
Albuquerque
I said, time, time mag, mag
You got me on the rag, rag
Take your insults about the queen
And shove them up your royal Timese machine
But I scribbled it down on the wall calendar
And wondered about my interviewer
Maybe he'd be just a real nice guy
Bright and sympathetic with a roving eye
We'd forget all about the assignment due
Formalities, photos, and the interview
We'd hop on into his big rent-a-car
Go for a lovely drive, not far....maybe France
As the big day approached it slipped my mind
Till my secretary showed up at the house to remind
Me to switch into gear for the big coup de gras
The meeting with the man from the media
I swept the driveway and polished the phone
Put on a Kenzo knit in two-tone
Fluffed the pillows in the burgundy chair
Made up my eyes and brushed my hair...all in that order
When he called to say he was three hours late
My cheerful facade began to disintegrate
The photographer'd be even later still
She was hopelessly lost in the nearby hills
He arrived not exactly the man of
I’m gonna move to San Francisco
And watch all the hip young
Artists struggle with their rent
Ooh I’m gonna be one of them
I’m gonna find a pale young heiress
I’m gonna make her fall in love with me
And live the good life for free
Woah woah woah i’m gonna be an artist
We’ll take a trip to South Dakota
And blaze through the lonely desert
In a shiny new rent-a-car
And take pictures of everything we see
Woah woah woah
Pictures that everyone should see
Woah woah woah
Because my perspective is so unique
Some people work a nine-to-five
Don’t they know there's a better life
Woah woah
Why don’t they move to San Francisco
If only they knew they could be artists too
Woah woah woah it’s so good to be an artist
Woah woah woah its so good to be an artist
Woah wooooah woah wooooah
Do sumthing strange for a lil piece change
She super sexy so I treat her to my wing stop
I'm trynna wet my dick and
Shoot off like a slingshot
We run the game so my whole fucking team hot
My top down in that same whip you dream bout
I keep a pocket full of Franks
Time to work my magic
My section similar to a bank
Better check the balance
Spray the Chevrolet red
Likes it's from Cincinnati
Baby be giving me head, with superior talent
I pay for that pussy like it's a rent-a-car
I ring the phone like 'baby oye ven aca'
(baby come here)
Take her to a spot she never been a lot
Them niggas lossers
Me and Luda in the winnin' slot
Yeeeeah she said she need some rent money
I told her hop up on this dick for me
She said she need to pay her car note
Uhhhh well I need some daddy long stroke
She asked me bout her phone bill
I asked her does yo
(something) how that throat feel
She said she need to pay tuition
Well drop down to the floor and
Assume the fucken position ugh!
Bobby's driving through the city tonight
Through the lights
In a hot new rent a car
He joins the lover in his heavy machine
It's a scene down on Sunset Boulevard
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Johnny's taking care of things for awhile
And his style is so right for troubadours
They got him sitting with his back to the door
Now he won't be my fast gun anymore
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Moving on is a chance that you take every time
You try to stay together
Say a word out of line and you find
That the friends you had are gone
Forever, forever
So many faces in and out of my life
Some will last, some will just be now and then
Life is a series of hellos and goodbyes
I'm afraid it's time for goodbye again
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Moving on is a chance that you take every time
You try to stay together
Say a word out of line and you find
That the friends you had are gone
Forever, forever
So many faces in and out of my life
Some will last, some will just be now and then
Life is a series of hellos and goodbyes
I'm afraid it's time for goodbye again
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Bobby's driving through the city tonight
Through the lights
In a hot new rent a car
He joins the lover in his heavy machine
It's a scene down on Sunset Boulevard
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Johnny's taking care of things for awhile
And his style is so right for troubadours
They got him sitting with his back to the door
Now he won't be my fast gun anymore
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Moving on is a chance that you take every time
You try to stay together
Say a word out of line and you find
That the friends you had are gone
Forever, forever
So many faces in and out of my life
Some will last, some will just be now and then
Life is a series of hellos and goodbyes
I'm afraid it's time for goodbye again
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Moving on is a chance that you take every time
You try to stay together
Say a word out of line and you find
That the friends you had are gone
Forever, forever
So many faces in and out of my life
Some will last, some will just be now and then
Life is a series of hellos and goodbyes
I'm afraid it's time for goodbye again
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
Say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, my baby
What I sell is a lifestyle, naked bitches on sailboats
Foreign cars on a freight train for every nigga they railroad
Rent-a-cars we road run, money longer than train smoke
I done been in that same boat, I ain't letting this chain go
Representing my niggas down till they free 'em like Django
It's the same old, just the same old
How the game go, where the pain go, where the blame go
My mind wanders on a PJ, my momma brought up in the PJs
In the club sippin' P&J on the same arm as my Piaget (Woo!)
Just about two hundred years ago they signed that declaration
Tellin' everybody in the whole wide world
They're gonna start a brand new nation
From that day on the 4th of July has been a holiday
To the rich man, poor man, and everybody else but the cowboys in the RCA
Well I get on the phone and call the airlines
Rent-a-cars and Greyhound stations
Cause I've entered bout thirteen rodeos out across the great big nation
Got the car tuned up
The tanks full of gas
I've got money in my hand
And if I ain't overdrawn by the end of the week
At the bank I'm a lucky man
Chorus:
It's the 4th of July on the rodeo trail
It'll drive you insane
My wife's worried home by the telephone
I'm on the road again
It's the Forth of July on the rodeo trail if I ever make it home I swear
I'm gonna to hang up my hat
Put up my riggin' sack
And for a month I'm gonna stay right there
Well I've been on the road about three days now
And I haven't had a minutes rest
There's dark circles all around my bloodshot eyes
And my face is now a whiskered mess
Boy I'd sure like a bath and a home cooked meal
But for now I must be satisfied
With this double super-duper half cooked burger
And a side of grease soaked french fries
Well the week's nearly over and I wonder to myself will I ever make it home alive
When a bronc fell on me up in Calgary
When he slipped tryin' to make his high dive
And the plane and the pilot that we rented looked like surplus from World War I
And I thought any times about suicide
But I haven't found myself a gun
Chorus
Headin' up to San Francisco
For the Labor Day weekend show
I got my Hush Puppies on
I guess I never was meant for glitter rock and roll
And honey, I didn't know
That I'd be missin' you so
Come Monday, it'll be all right
Come Monday, I'll be holding you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze
And I just want you back by my side
Yes, it's been quite a summer
Rent-a-cars and westbound trains
And now you're off on vacation
Somethin' you tried to explain
And darlin', it's I love you so
That's the reason I just let you go
Come Monday, it'll be all right
Come Monday, I'll be holding you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze
And I just want you back by my side
I can't help it, honey
You're that much a part of me now
Remember that night in Montana when
We said there'd be no room for doubt?
Get geeked at the sight of an ATM receipt
But game, been peeped, dropping names she's weak
Trickin' off this bitch is lost
Must take me for a geek, ah, quick way to eat, ah
Neat place sleep, ah, rent-a-car for a week, ah, trick for a treat, no
Go, on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don't want to get involved without them lawyers
And judges, just to hold grudges in the courtroom
I want to see ya support bra not support you
I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink
But lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh, yeah I
I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink
But lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh, I, I, yeah
I know you'd like to think, (I know) your shit don't stink (stink but)
But lean a little bit closer (closer)
See roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh (smell like poo-ooh)
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh (like, ohh)
I know you'd like to think your shit don't stink (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
But lean a little bit closer (yeah, eh-yeah)
See roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-poo-ooh
Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasin' cars
What happens when the dough gets low?
It used to be Andy & Barney Fife
Now its Howard Stern and the brothel life
Too much crap can drive the world insane
Everybody's singing the jailhouse blues
Don't believe a word of the evening news
Truth that stood for years is down the drain
Trailer parks with a building code
Cul-de-sacs and the country road
High tech bars with that karoke sound
Uncle Sam gets your money spent
Pay your tye you can't pay your rent
Foreign cars selling big in American town
[Chorus: ]
What happened
Does anybody know
What happened
Where did America go?
Well I an I seh I love di gyal dem but wi nuh love di gyal dem weh a con too much
Ash is ashes an dust is dust yuh done know wi keep dem in touch
So mi go so no
[Chorus]
Slap trap gyal pose inna mini
Mi sight dat from morning yuh see mi
Yuh haffi know fi war caan move inna di city
Cau nuff gyal dem out dem nuh have nuh pity
Wi nahve nuh interest fi go par wid no czar
(Oh no, yuh know mi nah guh stray)
Wi nah guh mek dem use wi like nuh old rent a car
(No beat up patty body old rent a car)
Well only hot gyal weh wi a go look yuh know
Gyal deh weh a shock an a attack wi a go book yuh know
Gyal dem wi fuck yuh an pon dem wi hook yuh know
No
Wi nuh love dem likkle gyal deh weh a crook yuh know
Yo well
Well if yuh hot dont flop mek mi see
Yuh got di cure oomon yuh got di remedy
An yuh hot like Andre Degree
Yuh nuh give nuh one yuh lovin yuh reserve it fi mi
Seet dis gyal caan bank pon she
She nah nuh friend dem a move off key
If a mi
Dem waan come fit dem cherry
Hey oomon can doctor cure dem fi mi
[Chorus: x2]
Lovin some gyal dem tek it too far
(Take it too far, take it too far)
Dem flippin, so wi haffi send dem to Mars
(Send them to Mars, send them to Mars)
Dats why mi fit di best girl inna di bank yuh know
Wid di best dresses an di teachers inna di school yuh know
An di liars wi lea gal an a teet yuh know
Uptown an downtown girls dem a street yuh know
Yo well
Yuh get papers up yuh hand mek mi see
Seem to know yuh all frighten tekky
All who do dem mentality
Dem a mek big speech wid emphility
Gallang far wid yuh floppy titty
How weh yuh set it true pregnancy
Yuh get yuh pass an travel in di gri
You go a London, Paris, an New York City
[Chorus: x2]
Wi nahve nuh interest fi go par wid no czar
(Oh no, yuh know mi nah guh stray)
Wi nah guh mek dem use wi like nuh old rent a car
(No beat up patty body old rent a car)
Well only hot gyal weh wi a go look yuh know
Gyal deh weh a shock an a attack wi a go book yuh know
Gyal dem wi fuck yuh an pon dem wi hook yuh know
No
Wi nuh love dem likkle gyal deh weh a crook yuh know
Yo well
Well if yuh hot dont flop mek mi see
Yuh got di cure oomon yuh got di remedy
An yuh hot like Andre Degree
Yuh nuh give nuh one yuh lovin yuh reserve it fi mi
Seet dis gyal caan bank pon she
She nah nuh friend dem a move off key
If a mi
Dem waan come fit dem cherry
Hey oomon can doctor cure dem fi mi
[Chorus: x2]
I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pausing"
Oh so you're one them chicks, get geeked at the sight of ATM receipts
But game been peeped, dropping names she's weak
Trickin' off this bitch is lost
Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat
A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat
Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don't want to get involved with no lawyers
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom
I wanna see ya support bra not support you!
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