Lyrics

By: Jimmy Buffett 1974 Well now I'm in love with a fast-movin' angel Dresses like the city girls do When we're apart there's no ache in my heart When we're together we're a hell of a crew Chorus: And I got presents to send you Even got money to lend you But honey I can never ever pretend You're not there on my mind There sits a fifth of Tequila God I swore I'd never drink it again But my last little bout I had my hair pulled out By a man who really wasn't my friend And I know I'll never see him again Chorus: Yeah but I got presents to send you I've even got money to lend you But honey I can never ever pretend You're not there on my mind Yeah, I thought I might sail down to Bridgetown Spend some time in the Barbados sun But my plans took a skid when I smoked a whole lid Wound up where I'd begun Chorus: Yes and I got presents to send you I've even got money to lend you But honey I can never ever pretend You're not there on my mind (Instrumental) Chorus: Yes and I got presents to send you I've even got money to lend you But honey I can never ever pretend You're not there on my mind Coda: You're not there on my mind...
Writer(s): Jimmy Buffett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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