Lyrics:
Jimmy Buffett & Mike Utley
He's hold up down on Ramrod Key in the Tavernier Hotel
Livin' out his loneliness like an oyster in a shell
By days he
tight hold tight hold tight
Foo-ra-de-ack-a-sa-ki
Want some seafood Mama
Steamers and sauce and then of course I like oysters lobsters too
And I like
tight hold tight hold tight
Foo-ra-de-ack-a-sa-ki
Want some seafood Mama
Steamers and sauce and then of course I like oysters lobsters too
And I like
The perfume nearly beats the taste
I eat an oyster, and I feel the contact
But more than one would be a waste
Some people want an endless line, that's true
can be your oyster or a set of jail doors
You've seen mine, I think it's time I see yours
I bet you that we've been scarred by the same swords
So
I wanna go back to the island
Where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin'
Give me oysters and beer for dinner every day of the year
And I'll feel
snakeskin band
When you need a little shake
I've put it in your hands
To the bottom of the ocean
I would surely dive
To find the oldest oyster
With
there's no ordinary venue
It's Iceland... or the Philippines... or Hastings... or... or this place!
One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
Lucky girl
She got the diamond but I got the world
It's my oyster and it's full of pearls
So honey tell me who's the lucky girl
You lucky boy
Did you
Argentines without means do it
People say in Boston even beans do it
Let's do it, let's fall in love
Romantic sponges, they say, do it
Oysters down in Oyster
spied the telescopes
"Gone fishing" but
I will not be your oyster, God
I'm much too young to drink
And much to drunk to die i'm happy in your
Tapestry you
I don't know why we bother
To heed the words of our fathers
Turn in a day's work
To turn as blue as our collars
But that world is your oyster
your oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
And if you're lucky then the god's a she
I can
oyster
The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
You'll find a god in every golden cloister
And if you're lucky then the god's a she
I can feel
the perplexities of world
Leaves more oysters and pearls
And I don't know
It's just the way it goes (But i know you can)
[Chorus]
Stay with me
Lock the door
Take
the same and others change
He made it that way
But the perplexities of the world
Leaves more oysters and pearls
And I don't know
It's just the way it
books
Still take on many different looks
And I'm gone again, home again
The time has come the walrus said
And little oysters hide their head
My twain
and I will get ya hit
I got a paper route
A nigga gettin' plenty bread
Oyster perpetual
You niggas know what time it is
Stance like a b-boy
Just like
a sweetheart
But he finally found a home
Underneath the boot hill grave that bears his name
From a town known as Oyster Bay, Long Island
Rode a boy with
on many different looks
And I'm gone again, home again
The time has come the walrus said
And little oysters hide their head
My twain of thought is
candy by the pound.
Sing Tarry-O Day, Sing, Autumn to May.
Oh once I had a downey swan, she was so very frail
She sat upon an oyster shell
Turnin' over three decimals bangin' the oyster perpetual
Let it go rags to riches buckets to Phillies
I went from no dough to mo' dough
To still
a turkey without oyster dressing,
It's the root of all evil, the sum of your blessings.
Don't need no armored car or time locked vault,
Don't need no
been to France
I've learned to love oysters
And I know how to dance
Someday I'll die
And come back again
As some little boy
Just running to win
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