Jimmy Buffett — Trying to Reason with Hurricane Season

[Verse 1] Squalls out on the gulf stream Big storms coming soon I passed out in my hammock God, I slept 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] Well, the wind is blowin' harder now Fifty knots of there abouts There's white caps on the ocean And I'm watching for water spouts It's time to close the shutters It's time to go inside In a week I'll be in gay Paris; That's a mighty long airplane ride [Outro] Yes, It cleans me out and then I can go on