License to Chill - Jimmy Buffett, Kenny Chesney

Work, work, work

Big pile of it and the boss is a jerk

I just want to disappear

Wishin' I was somewhere other than here

Livin' for the weekend

Jumpin' off the deep end

With just enough money to buy

A license to chill

And I believe I will

Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until

Trouble turns funny, songs get sung

A little bit of money, the night’s still young

Leave me alone I’ve got a license

A license to chill

Girls, girls, girls

Ain’t nothin' like them in the whole wide world

So damn smart and cute

And it’s amazing what they pass off as a bathing suit

Winners and losers

Sailors and cruisers

We’re all qualified, for a license to chill

And I believe I will

Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until

Trouble turns funny, songs get sung

A little bit of money, the night’s still young

Leave me alone I’ve got a license

A license to chill

License to chill

And I believe I will

Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until

Trouble turns funny, songs get sung

One good samba lasts all night long

Leave me alone I’ve got a license

A license to chill

A license to chill

Ramos go rent me a coupe Deville

Hey KL, where’s that barbecue grill

Head on down to Margaritaville

Have me a cheeseburger with a big pickle dill

Jesus, I sound kinda mentally ill

I guess I better go turn on Dr Phil