The sun is hot and that ol' clock is movin' slow and so am I
Workday passes like molasses in wintertime but it's July
Gettin' paid by the hour, older by the minute
My boss just pushed me over the limit
I'd like to call him somethin' but think I'll just call it a dayAnd pour me somethin' tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve, but I don't care
It's five o'clock somewhereThis lunch break is gonna take all afternoon and half the night
Tomorrow morning I know there'll be here to pay, hey, but that's all right
I ain't had a day off now in over a year
My Jamaican vacation is gonna start right here
If the phone's for me you can tell 'em I've just sailed awayAnd pour me somethin' tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve, but I don't care
It's five o'clock somewhereI could pay off my tip
Pour myself in a cab and be back to work before 2
At a moment like this, I can't help but wonder
What would Jimmy Buffett do?I say, pour me somethin' tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve, but I don't carePour me somethin' 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 and I don't care, it's five o'clock somewhere
Songwriters
Brown, Jim / Rollins, DonPublished by
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