Here’s a dumb jazz song I wrote.

Jimmy Buffett Mornings

Jimmy Buffett Mornings
Keep wearing on my mind

There’s no place I’d rather go
Then to a beach in Mexico
Where there’s nothing for us to do
But take a swim and drink some booze
“And barman if you please
Two burgers with extra cheese”
Cause when you’re in paradise
Everything tastes better

So go ahead and pack your bag
I’ll wait here til you get back
Then we’ll head out on the road
And find a place in Mexico
Where you can lay out on the beach
And I’ll apply sunscreen where you can’t reach
Cause nothing’s worse than an itchy back
With margaritas

     GriffMusic