Jimmy Buffett Postcards and Lyrics to "Frank and Lola", " Margaritaville" and "Fins"

I bought these postcards in Las Vegas a couple of years ago and just copied the lyrics from Jimmy's Margaritaville website. If you would like access to Jimmy Buffett news and lyrics, click on the Parrothead link on the right.

Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

FRANK AND LOLA

by Jimmy Buffett & Steve Goodman

Lola loves Frank, Frankie loves Lola
On their second honeymoon in Pensacola
Tryin' to find a little privacy, oh me

There'd been too much screamin', fussin' and fightin'
The doggies were yellin;, the children were bitin'
Frank and Lola tryin'to get together again

So he took her to this movie called "Body Heat"
She said, "The Junior Mints were mushy and the sex was neat.
Oh my, Frankie weren't we better than that before our spat."
Frankie told Lola, "Honey, can't you see that I'll jump start you if you'll kick start me."

Frankie and Lola, tryin' to get together again.

So they strolled along the highway, they walked along the beach
They stopped at several raw bars where they slurped a dozen each
Bought a bunch of popcorn from the fat man on the dock
Baby, turn back the pages, turn round the clock.

Lola told Frank, "Time we put it to the test."
After Frankie told Lola she was still the best
They fell asleep in the sand underneath the Florida moon in June.
Lola counted rainbows, Frankie counted sheep
Til they almost got run over by the lifeguards' jeep
Frank and Lola tryin' to get together again.

Go, Frank, goLola, LoGo Frank, go, wow
So they strolled along the highway, they walked along the beach
They stopped at several raw bars, ......ETC........turn round the clock.

Lola loves Frank, Frankie loves Lola
On their second honeymoon in Pensacola
Trying to find a little priva Trying to find a little priva
Trying to find a little privacy
Go, Frank, goLola, loGo, Mango

Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

MARGARITAVILLE

by Jimmy Buffett

Nibblin' on sponge cake, watchin' the sun bake;
All of those tourists covered with oil.
Strummin' my six string on my front porch swing.
Smell those shrimp--They're beginnin' to boil.

Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
But I know it's nobody's fault.

Don't know the reason,
Stayed here all season
With nothing to show but this brand new tattoo.
But it's a real beauty,
A Mexican cutie, how it got here I haven't a clue.

Wasted away again in Margaritaville,
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
Now I think,-- hell it could be my fault.

I blew out my flip flop,
Stepped on a pop top;
Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home.
But there's booze in the blender,
And soon it will render
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on.

Wasted away again in Margaritaville
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt.
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
But I know, it's my own damn fault.
Yes, and some people claim that there's a woman to blame,
And I know it's my own damn fault.

Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy ~ Kathy Matthews

FINS

by Jimmy Buffett, Deborah McColl, B.Chance, Tom Corcoran

She came down from Cincinnati.

It took her three days on the train.

Lookin' for some peace and quiet;hoped to see the sun again.

But now she lives down by the ocean.

She's takin' care to look for sharks.

They hang out in the local bars,

And they feed right after dark.

Chorus:

Can't you feel 'em circlin' (closin'in) honey?

Can't you feel 'em swimmin' around?

You got fins to the left, fins to the right,
and your the only bait in town.

You got fins to the left, fins to the right,
and your the only girl in town.

She's savin' up all of her money.

Wants to head south in May;

Maybe roll in the sand with a rock'n'roll man,

Somewhere down Montserrat way.

But the money's good in the season;

Helps to lighten her load.

Boys keep her high as the months go by.
She's gettin' postcards from the road.

Chorus:

Sailed off to Antigua.

It took her three days on a boat.

Lookin' for some peace and quiet;

Maybe keep her dreams afloat.

But now she feels like a remora,'cause the school's still close at hand.

Just behind the reef are the big white teeth

of the sharks that can swim on the land.

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