Perrier Blues

Perrier blues By: jimmy buffett 1978 -- spoken: "this is a brand new song we'd like to do for you now. and, I wrote this Song sittin' sandin' the ol' main mast sittin' in the hurricane hole, in Na*sau, bahamas. about to throw up and the only thing that could get me Through was a bottle of perrier and a jackson browne album. so, this is Called perrier blues." Ridin' high atop the main mast Harbor stretched out below All day I've been feelin' kind of half-a*sed So I asked the boy to lower me slow Lower me slow Sat down and drank me some perrier Watched the seaplane disappear out of sight Confused in my head well I jumped back in bed Wondering who's at the fronton tonight Shinin' bright I know the night and I miss it I've got this thing for applause But like a cat on my rockin' chair cushion I've got to stretch my claws Move my jaw I know I've got the best of both worlds Though that sounds like a t.v. show When that anchor goes down and the sails are all furled Well it's back on the road I go Back I go Well I bitch about the food and the weather Wondering why the hell I ever came back But knowing deep down I love this merry-go-round And I can't wait to lay down this track When I get back Yeah, I know the night and I love it I've got this thing for a show If the ball's hit my way I'm going to glove it 'cause that's the only thing I know All I know Yeah, I know the night and I miss it I've got this thing for applause But like a cat on my rockin' chair cushion I've got to stretch my claws Move my jaw Move my jaw Can't seem to lose those perrier blues Can't seem to lose those perrier blues Can't seem to lose those perrier blues