Buffet Night

D       C        G

D       C        G

[Verse 1]

G
As the son of a son of a lawyer
C
I never get home before nine
G
The folks at work all think I’m a 
jerk
D
I never see my kids and they don’t 
seem to mind


[Pre-Chorus]

C                      D         
Yes, I’m stressed, and 
                      Em
aggression’s got the better of me
C
My second ex-wife says I oughta get 
a life
D
And the third and fourth agree


[Chorus]

C                                 
But tonight Jimmy Buffet is comin’
          G
 to town
C
Pack up the Beemer: salt, lime, and 
tequiler
D
And mingle with the soccer moms and 
9-to-5 clowns
C                   D
Got no use for these suburbanite 
losers
Em                        C
I’m above them in every way
C                           D
But tonight, I’m a Parrothead
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D            G
And they’re okay

[Intro]
D       C        G

[Verse 2]
G
I’m allergic to shellfish and mangos
C
I don’t enjoy the beach or the sun
G
Hard for a man to get a tropical tan
D
Wearing SPF one-hundred-and-one

[Pre-Chorus]
C                       D        
I guess Key West is impressive, 
                Em
but I’ve never been
C
Can’t even have Old Bay® or a 
Filet-O-Fish®
D
Without needing a Dramamine®



[Chorus]
C                                 
But tonight I’m in the crowd and 
               G
I’m singin’ along
C
Year after year, you’ll find me here
D
Gettin’ the words to 
“Margaritaville” wrong
C                           D
Most of the time I’d rather kiss a 
mime
D        Em                    C
Than to hang out with your kind
C                        D
But tonight, I’m a Parrothead
            G
And I don’t mind


[Bridge]
Am
I know I ain’t no sailor
C
My khaki shorts are custom tailored
G                                 
And my Hawaiian shirt’s from 
  A
Calvin Klein®
A
And I don’t own his albums
C                       D
I only came here to get loaded
NC
And hit on your wife


[Chorus]
C                                 
But tonight, the Coral Reefers are
               G
 gonna be playin’
C
I’ll be the drunken ass throwing up 
on the grass
D
And shoutin’ out my tenth request 
for “Fire and Rain”
C                             D
Most of the year I’m ’bout as full 
of cheer
Em               C
As a constipated bear
C                        D
But tonight, I’m a Parrothead
C                          D
I know you wish that I was dead
C                          D
But for tonight, I’m a Parrothead
G
And I don’t care