Morris' Nightmare Lyrics
| Song | Morris' Nightmare |
| Artist | Jimmy Buffett |
| Album | You Had to Be There |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics：Jimmy Buffett Music：Jimmy Buffett | |
| Spoken： | |
| 'This is another new song we'd like to do for you now. It's a, tells the | |
| story of a lovely cruise ship couple. You know in November, the snowbirds | |
| start heading south down there, and you've seen them with the matching belt | |
| and shoes, condo commandos, you know. So uh, hey that's good shit. I smell | |
| it, alright, ooh. We better start this song before I get hungry. This is | |
| called 'Morris' Nightmare'.' | |
| Down in the islands where the happy folks stay | |
| Everybody do what Bwana Jim say | |
| He say its ok, it's ok | |
| You can do what you wanna | |
| Do what you like | |
| Twist a big ol' number | |
| Ride a motorbike | |
| It's alright, It's alright | |
| Dance to the drum | |
| Drink a lot of rum | |
| Love till you come to a stop | |
| Swing like a monkey in a coconut tree | |
| Sing like the dolphins in the deep blue sea | |
| Sing it's alright, it's alright | |
| Spoken: | |
| 'How does Fred Neil do it? Come on Jay Spell' | |
| You know people in the city got nowhere to go | |
| They used to go to bars now they go to Discos | |
| No, no, no disco (uh-uh, no) | |
| They never see the sun | |
| They hardly see the moon | |
| They barely see the ground 'til the snow melts in June | |
| Uptight, It's out of sight | |
| So they save a little money | |
| Take a little trip | |
| They only see the islands from a tacky cruise ship | |
| Buy a little liquor | |
| Buy some sea shells | |
| Husband tries to sleep | |
| Wife just yells | |
| Morris, you can sleep when you get home | |
| Down in the islands where the happy folks stay | |
| Everybody do what Biwana man say | |
| He say its ok, it's ok | |
| It's alright, it's alright | |
| Do what you wanna, do what you like | |
| Spoken: | |
| 'Morris! Oh for Christ's sake Morris, you can sleep when you get home. This | |
| is supposed to be a vacation you know. We come all the way down to Miami. We | |
| could go someplace nice like SeaWorld. I would like to go see, Tony Orlando | |
| is playing in Miami Beach. We could do some nice things like that. But no, | |
| what do we do, we have to go down to this goddamn swamp. This is a swamp | |
| Morris. You call this an island? This is a resort? It's full of mosquitoes | |
| and bugs and just is terrible Morris. Are you listening to me?' | |
| 'Bitch, Bitch, Bitch!' |
| Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett Music: Jimmy Buffett | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' This is another new song we' d like to do for you now. It' s a, tells the | |
| story of a lovely cruise ship couple. You know in November, the snowbirds | |
| start heading south down there, and you' ve seen them with the matching belt | |
| and shoes, condo commandos, you know. So uh, hey that' s good shit. I smell | |
| it, alright, ooh. We better start this song before I get hungry. This is | |
| called ' Morris' Nightmare'.' | |
| Down in the islands where the happy folks stay | |
| Everybody do what Bwana Jim say | |
| He say its ok, it' s ok | |
| You can do what you wanna | |
| Do what you like | |
| Twist a big ol' number | |
| Ride a motorbike | |
| It' s alright, It' s alright | |
| Dance to the drum | |
| Drink a lot of rum | |
| Love till you come to a stop | |
| Swing like a monkey in a coconut tree | |
| Sing like the dolphins in the deep blue sea | |
| Sing it' s alright, it' s alright | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' How does Fred Neil do it? Come on Jay Spell' | |
| You know people in the city got nowhere to go | |
| They used to go to bars now they go to Discos | |
| No, no, no disco uhuh, no | |
| They never see the sun | |
| They hardly see the moon | |
| They barely see the ground ' til the snow melts in June | |
| Uptight, It' s out of sight | |
| So they save a little money | |
| Take a little trip | |
| They only see the islands from a tacky cruise ship | |
| Buy a little liquor | |
| Buy some sea shells | |
| Husband tries to sleep | |
| Wife just yells | |
| Morris, you can sleep when you get home | |
| Down in the islands where the happy folks stay | |
| Everybody do what Biwana man say | |
| He say its ok, it' s ok | |
| It' s alright, it' s alright | |
| Do what you wanna, do what you like | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' Morris! Oh for Christ' s sake Morris, you can sleep when you get home. This | |
| is supposed to be a vacation you know. We come all the way down to Miami. We | |
| could go someplace nice like SeaWorld. I would like to go see, Tony Orlando | |
| is playing in Miami Beach. We could do some nice things like that. But no, | |
| what do we do, we have to go down to this goddamn swamp. This is a swamp | |
| Morris. You call this an island? This is a resort? It' s full of mosquitoes | |
| and bugs and just is terrible Morris. Are you listening to me?' | |
| ' Bitch, Bitch, Bitch!' |
| Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett Music: Jimmy Buffett | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' This is another new song we' d like to do for you now. It' s a, tells the | |
| story of a lovely cruise ship couple. You know in November, the snowbirds | |
| start heading south down there, and you' ve seen them with the matching belt | |
| and shoes, condo commandos, you know. So uh, hey that' s good shit. I smell | |
| it, alright, ooh. We better start this song before I get hungry. This is | |
| called ' Morris' Nightmare'.' | |
| Down in the islands where the happy folks stay | |
| Everybody do what Bwana Jim say | |
| He say its ok, it' s ok | |
| You can do what you wanna | |
| Do what you like | |
| Twist a big ol' number | |
| Ride a motorbike | |
| It' s alright, It' s alright | |
| Dance to the drum | |
| Drink a lot of rum | |
| Love till you come to a stop | |
| Swing like a monkey in a coconut tree | |
| Sing like the dolphins in the deep blue sea | |
| Sing it' s alright, it' s alright | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' How does Fred Neil do it? Come on Jay Spell' | |
| You know people in the city got nowhere to go | |
| They used to go to bars now they go to Discos | |
| No, no, no disco uhuh, no | |
| They never see the sun | |
| They hardly see the moon | |
| They barely see the ground ' til the snow melts in June | |
| Uptight, It' s out of sight | |
| So they save a little money | |
| Take a little trip | |
| They only see the islands from a tacky cruise ship | |
| Buy a little liquor | |
| Buy some sea shells | |
| Husband tries to sleep | |
| Wife just yells | |
| Morris, you can sleep when you get home | |
| Down in the islands where the happy folks stay | |
| Everybody do what Biwana man say | |
| He say its ok, it' s ok | |
| It' s alright, it' s alright | |
| Do what you wanna, do what you like | |
| Spoken: | |
| ' Morris! Oh for Christ' s sake Morris, you can sleep when you get home. This | |
| is supposed to be a vacation you know. We come all the way down to Miami. We | |
| could go someplace nice like SeaWorld. I would like to go see, Tony Orlando | |
| is playing in Miami Beach. We could do some nice things like that. But no, | |
| what do we do, we have to go down to this goddamn swamp. This is a swamp | |
| Morris. You call this an island? This is a resort? It' s full of mosquitoes | |
| and bugs and just is terrible Morris. Are you listening to me?' | |
| ' Bitch, Bitch, Bitch!' |
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