It's 5 O'clock Somewhere
Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett
The sun is hot and that old clock is movin’ slow, and so am I
Work day passes like molasses in winter time, but it’s July
Gettin’ paid by the hour and older by the minute
My boss just pushed me over the limit
I’d like to call him somethin’, I think I’ll just call it a day
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Pour me something tall and strong, make it a hurricane before I go insane
It’s only half past twelve but I don’t care It’s 5 o’clock somewhere
Oh, this lunch break is gonna take all afternoon, and half the night
Tomorrow mornin’ I know there’ll be hell to pay, hey but that’s alright
I ain’t had a day off now in over a year
My Jamaican vacation’s gonna start right here
If the phone’s for me you can tell ’em I just sailed a way and,
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Instrumental
I could pay off my tab, pour my self in a cab, and be back to work before two
At a moment like this, I can’t help but wonder, what would Jimmy Buffett do?
Funny you should ask, Alan. I’d say … Take a breath. “One, Two, Three…”
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Pour me something tall and strong, make it a hurricane before I go insane
It’s only half past twelve but I don’t care, 2, 3, 4, 1
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Pour me something tall and strong, make it a hurricane before I go insane
It’s only half past twelve but I don’t care, he don’t care
It's five o'clock
somewhere
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It doesn't matter. It's 5 O'clock somewhere.
It's always 5 in Margaritaville, come to think of it.
I heard that.
You've been there haven't you?
Yes. Sir.
I seen your boat there.
I've been to Margaritaville a few times.
All right, that's good
Stumbled my way back.
OK, just want to make sure you keep it between the navigational beacons.
Between the buoys, I got it.
Well, it's 5 O'clock, let's go somewhere!
I'm ready. Crank it up.
Let's get out of here!
I'm gone.