Floridays

By: Jimmy Buffett 1986 For Don Blanding, Wobby Wiemer and "Groovula" I come from where the rivers meet the sea That's part of why I'm so wild and fancy free I was early into crazy ways My folks said, "It's just a phase" They were hopin' for better days Now in my line of work I seem to see a lot more than most Write 'em down, pass 'em around It's the gospel from the coast Reflections not just replays Takin' time to escape the maze Lookin' for better days I spent a year of my life one night On the beaches in old Beirut Seems that all they're aimin' for there Is to hang around and shoot Each others lives away Bloody winds on a distant bay They're lookin' for better days Lookin' to the left Lookin' to the right Lookin' to the stars to shed some light Hopin' for a breath Hopin' for a break Hopin' for the give without the take The dreamers line the state road Just to watch the runway show Slouched behind their steering wheels They just watch the big jets go Streakin' through the mornin' haze Focal point of a distant gaze Lookin' for better days (Instrumental) Pale invaders and tan crusaders Are worshipping the sun On the corner of walk and don't walk Somewhere on U.S. 1 I'm back to livin' Floridays Blue skies and ultra violet rays Lookin' for better days I'm back to livin' Floridays Blue skies and ultra violet rays Lookin' for better days, lookin' for better days Lookin' for better days Lookin' for Floridays (Better days, better ways) Everybody's lookin' for (Better days) Somewhere beneath the shinin' star (Better days) Take me won't you take me to (Better days) Sure could use a few (Better days) Floridays...