Presents To Send You - Jimmy Buffett

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

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

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

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)

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…