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Jimmy Buffett My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, & I Dont Love Jesus
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By: jimmy buffett
1975
Chorus:
My head hurts, my feet stink, and I dont love jesus (oh my lordy its that...)
Its that kind of mornin
Really was that kind of night
Tryin to tell myself that my condition is improvin
And if I dont die by thursday Ill be roarin friday night
Went down to the snake pit
To drink a little beer
Listen to the jukebox
Merle was comin in clear
All of a sudden I wadn alone
Pickin country music with ol joe bones
Duval street was rockin
My eyes they starting poppin
Because there she sat at the corner of the bar
As I broke another string on my ol guitar
Someone call a cab
Lady wontcha pay my tab
Chorus:
And now my head hurts, my feet stink, and I dont love jesus
(oh my lordy its that...)
Its that kinda mornin
Really was that kinda night
Tryin to tell myself that my condition is improvin
And if I dont die by thursday Ill be roarin friday night
Gotta get a little orange juice
And a darvon for my head
I cant spend all day
Baby layin in the bed
Im goin down to faustos get some chocolate milk
Cant spend my life in yer sheets of silk
Ive got to find my way
Crawl out and greet the day
Chorus:
But now my head hurts, my feet stink, and I dont love jesus
(oh my lordy its that...)
Its that kinda mornin
Really was that kinda night
Tryin to tell myself that my condition is improvin
And if I dont die by thursday Ill be roarin friday night
Let me tell ya, I be roarin friday night
I mean Ill be
Roarin
Friday
Night
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