| Song | Everybody's Got a Cousin in Miami |
| Artist | Jimmy Buffett |
| Album | Fruitcakes |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Buffett, Tschudin | |
| Written:Jimmy Buffett/Michael Tschudin | |
| Spoken: | |
| 'Hey Jimmy, you know anybody in Miami that can get me a passport | |
| real quick?' | |
| 'Oh yeah, yeah man. I've got a cousin up there. He knows | |
| everthing about everything. Let's see if I've got his number | |
| here somewhere, yeah. No, he works out of a payphone...oh yeah. | |
| I've got it here. Okay. Today's international investor, | |
| whatever that is. Yeah, everybody's got a cousin in Miami. Here | |
| we go.' | |
| It was was ninety miles to freedom | |
| But they took the risk | |
| Though ocean was all motion | |
| And the wind was brisk | |
| The deadly gunboats never saw them | |
| In the pale moonlight | |
| They were off to Cayo Hueso | |
| By the dawn's early light | |
| The gringo in the garden called the custom's man | |
| They answered all his questions | |
| Were allowed to land | |
| The ladies shared a hairbrush | |
| And their husbands had a Coke | |
| And they were taken up to Krome | |
| To meet with there kin folk | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody's got a cousin in Miami | |
| (Everybody's got a cousin in Miami) | |
| Everybody understands the impromptu | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| That turns your clothing clammy (ooooohhhhh) | |
| Everybody needs to have a dream come true | |
| In a third world jungle | |
| Not so far away | |
| Lives a natural drummer | |
| With a dream to play | |
| He's the brother of the lizard | |
| And the flying fish | |
| But he's enchanted by the pictures | |
| From the satellite dish | |
| So his mama packs his bag | |
| Knots his red neck tie | |
| Send him north to her relations | |
| With a kiss goodbye | |
| He's bewildered by the plane ride | |
| And the immigration line | |
| Until he sees his Christian name | |
| Upon a cardboard sign | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody's got a cousin in Miami | |
| (Everybody's got a cousin in Miami) | |
| Everybody is an aborigine | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| It turns your clothing clammy (ooooohhhhh) | |
| Everybody want to win that lottery | |
| Spoken: | |
| 'And the winning numbers are...7, 6, 5, 3, 7, 9. Uh, close, so | |
| close. History lesson, history lesson.' | |
| It's hard to believe this city started as a trading post | |
| Home to the Seminole pirate and pioneer | |
| Between the river of grass and the old mosquito coast | |
| Before the railroad claimed the southernmost frontier | |
| I am umbilically connected to the temperate zone | |
| It brought me life, it brought me love | |
| I never have outgrown | |
| Brought me one too many nights along that Biscayne shore | |
| And one too many mornings in the Grove drugstore | |
| And one way or the other we're all refugees | |
| Livin' out this easy life below the banyan trees | |
| Smoothing off the rougher edges of the culture clash | |
| We've got a style we've got a look | |
| We've got that old panache | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody's got a cousin in Miami | |
| (Everybody's got a cousin in Miami) | |
| Everybody understands the impromptu | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| It turns your clothing clammy (ooooohhhhh) | |
| Everybody needs to have a dream come true | |
| Spoken: | |
| 'I do, I do. Let's take it down boys. Down south to those | |
| little latitudes. Ya ya, ya ya. Thank you Robert. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody's got a cousin in Miami | |
| (Everybody's got a cousin in Miami) | |
| Everybody is an aborigine | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| It turns your clothing clammy (ooooohhhhh) | |
| Under the stars in the bars down by the sea | |
| Oh me now | |
| Everybody's got a cousin in Miami | |
| (Everybody's got a cousin in Miami) | |
| Everybody has to have that impromptu | |
| Spoken: | |
| 'What are we doing now?' | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| It turns your clothing clammy (ooooohhhhh) | |
| Everybody needs to have a dream come true | |
| Spoken: | |
| 'I do. I do. I had this dream the other day. I was down on the | |
| equator. I didn't know whether I was up or down. I couldn't | |
| tell the difference. It was hot and we were rockin'. And the | |
| Coral Reefers gathered around me and they said: We want a raise | |
| or we're going to quit. And that's when I woke up. So play | |
| boys, play.' |
| zuo ci : Buffett, Tschudin | |
| Written: Jimmy Buffett Michael Tschudin | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' Hey Jimmy, you know anybody in Miami that can get me a passport | |
| real quick?' | |
| ' Oh yeah, yeah man. I' ve got a cousin up there. He knows | |
| everthing about everything. Let' s see if I' ve got his number | |
| here somewhere, yeah. No, he works out of a payphone... oh yeah. | |
| I' ve got it here. Okay. Today' s international investor, | |
| whatever that is. Yeah, everybody' s got a cousin in Miami. Here | |
| we go.' | |
| It was was ninety miles to freedom | |
| But they took the risk | |
| Though ocean was all motion | |
| And the wind was brisk | |
| The deadly gunboats never saw them | |
| In the pale moonlight | |
| They were off to Cayo Hueso | |
| By the dawn' s early light | |
| The gringo in the garden called the custom' s man | |
| They answered all his questions | |
| Were allowed to land | |
| The ladies shared a hairbrush | |
| And their husbands had a Coke | |
| And they were taken up to Krome | |
| To meet with there kin folk | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody understands the impromptu | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| That turns your clothing clammy ooooohhhhh | |
| Everybody needs to have a dream come true | |
| In a third world jungle | |
| Not so far away | |
| Lives a natural drummer | |
| With a dream to play | |
| He' s the brother of the lizard | |
| And the flying fish | |
| But he' s enchanted by the pictures | |
| From the satellite dish | |
| So his mama packs his bag | |
| Knots his red neck tie | |
| Send him north to her relations | |
| With a kiss goodbye | |
| He' s bewildered by the plane ride | |
| And the immigration line | |
| Until he sees his Christian name | |
| Upon a cardboard sign | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody is an aborigine | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| It turns your clothing clammy ooooohhhhh | |
| Everybody want to win that lottery | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' And the winning numbers are... 7, 6, 5, 3, 7, 9. Uh, close, so | |
| close. History lesson, history lesson.' | |
| It' s hard to believe this city started as a trading post | |
| Home to the Seminole pirate and pioneer | |
| Between the river of grass and the old mosquito coast | |
| Before the railroad claimed the southernmost frontier | |
| I am umbilically connected to the temperate zone | |
| It brought me life, it brought me love | |
| I never have outgrown | |
| Brought me one too many nights along that Biscayne shore | |
| And one too many mornings in the Grove drugstore | |
| And one way or the other we' re all refugees | |
| Livin' out this easy life below the banyan trees | |
| Smoothing off the rougher edges of the culture clash | |
| We' ve got a style we' ve got a look | |
| We' ve got that old panache | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody understands the impromptu | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| It turns your clothing clammy ooooohhhhh | |
| Everybody needs to have a dream come true | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' I do, I do. Let' s take it down boys. Down south to those | |
| little latitudes. Ya ya, ya ya. Thank you Robert. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody is an aborigine | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| It turns your clothing clammy ooooohhhhh | |
| Under the stars in the bars down by the sea | |
| Oh me now | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody has to have that impromptu | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' What are we doing now?' | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| It turns your clothing clammy ooooohhhhh | |
| Everybody needs to have a dream come true | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' I do. I do. I had this dream the other day. I was down on the | |
| equator. I didn' t know whether I was up or down. I couldn' t | |
| tell the difference. It was hot and we were rockin'. And the | |
| Coral Reefers gathered around me and they said: We want a raise | |
| or we' re going to quit. And that' s when I woke up. So play | |
| boys, play.' |
| zuò cí : Buffett, Tschudin | |
| Written: Jimmy Buffett Michael Tschudin | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' Hey Jimmy, you know anybody in Miami that can get me a passport | |
| real quick?' | |
| ' Oh yeah, yeah man. I' ve got a cousin up there. He knows | |
| everthing about everything. Let' s see if I' ve got his number | |
| here somewhere, yeah. No, he works out of a payphone... oh yeah. | |
| I' ve got it here. Okay. Today' s international investor, | |
| whatever that is. Yeah, everybody' s got a cousin in Miami. Here | |
| we go.' | |
| It was was ninety miles to freedom | |
| But they took the risk | |
| Though ocean was all motion | |
| And the wind was brisk | |
| The deadly gunboats never saw them | |
| In the pale moonlight | |
| They were off to Cayo Hueso | |
| By the dawn' s early light | |
| The gringo in the garden called the custom' s man | |
| They answered all his questions | |
| Were allowed to land | |
| The ladies shared a hairbrush | |
| And their husbands had a Coke | |
| And they were taken up to Krome | |
| To meet with there kin folk | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody understands the impromptu | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| That turns your clothing clammy ooooohhhhh | |
| Everybody needs to have a dream come true | |
| In a third world jungle | |
| Not so far away | |
| Lives a natural drummer | |
| With a dream to play | |
| He' s the brother of the lizard | |
| And the flying fish | |
| But he' s enchanted by the pictures | |
| From the satellite dish | |
| So his mama packs his bag | |
| Knots his red neck tie | |
| Send him north to her relations | |
| With a kiss goodbye | |
| He' s bewildered by the plane ride | |
| And the immigration line | |
| Until he sees his Christian name | |
| Upon a cardboard sign | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody is an aborigine | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| It turns your clothing clammy ooooohhhhh | |
| Everybody want to win that lottery | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' And the winning numbers are... 7, 6, 5, 3, 7, 9. Uh, close, so | |
| close. History lesson, history lesson.' | |
| It' s hard to believe this city started as a trading post | |
| Home to the Seminole pirate and pioneer | |
| Between the river of grass and the old mosquito coast | |
| Before the railroad claimed the southernmost frontier | |
| I am umbilically connected to the temperate zone | |
| It brought me life, it brought me love | |
| I never have outgrown | |
| Brought me one too many nights along that Biscayne shore | |
| And one too many mornings in the Grove drugstore | |
| And one way or the other we' re all refugees | |
| Livin' out this easy life below the banyan trees | |
| Smoothing off the rougher edges of the culture clash | |
| We' ve got a style we' ve got a look | |
| We' ve got that old panache | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody understands the impromptu | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| It turns your clothing clammy ooooohhhhh | |
| Everybody needs to have a dream come true | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' I do, I do. Let' s take it down boys. Down south to those | |
| little latitudes. Ya ya, ya ya. Thank you Robert. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody is an aborigine | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| It turns your clothing clammy ooooohhhhh | |
| Under the stars in the bars down by the sea | |
| Oh me now | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody' s got a cousin in Miami | |
| Everybody has to have that impromptu | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' What are we doing now?' | |
| Dancing in the heat to the beat | |
| It turns your clothing clammy ooooohhhhh | |
| Everybody needs to have a dream come true | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' I do. I do. I had this dream the other day. I was down on the | |
| equator. I didn' t know whether I was up or down. I couldn' t | |
| tell the difference. It was hot and we were rockin'. And the | |
| Coral Reefers gathered around me and they said: We want a raise | |
| or we' re going to quit. And that' s when I woke up. So play | |
| boys, play.' |