Lyric The Weather is Here, Wish You Were Beautiful
By: Jimmy Buffett
1980
This song is for Billy Clyde Tuggel. I hope you make it to Tahiti one day.
-- Spoken:
"Play Ball!! (one, two, three, four)"
"Where s my per diem? (Ladies and gentlemen, the Carl Reiner Band)"
"Hey Bobby, where s the keys to the rent-a-car?"
"Jimmy, Jimmy, can I open the show in Atlanta please?"
"Warning! Don t ever start a band!"
He worked hard all year, just wanted a few weeks alone
But his old lady s into modelin , she can t get away from a phone
Besides she bitches about the mosquitoes
She says, "Down there there is nothing to do"
Her goddamn phone never stops ringin
He ll try the service in a day maybe two
Well he s on his third drink before the wheels of the plane leave the ground
Makin points with the stewardess high over Long Island Sound
She s also spending some time on the island
Too much city madness gives her the blues
They make a date to go dancin and dinin
It seems neither has that much to lose
Chorus:
The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
My thoughts aren t too clear but don t run away
My girlfriend s a bore, my job is too dutiful
Hell nobody s perfect would you like to play?
I feel together today
Well now that s just the start of a well-deserved overdue binge
Meanwhile back in the city certain people are starting to cringe
His lawyers are calling his parents
His girlfriend doesn t know what to think
His partners are studying their options
He s just singin and orderin drinks
Chorus:
The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
The skies are too clear life s so easy today
The beer is too cold, the daiquiri s too fruitiful
No place like home when you re this far away
I don t care what they say (I don t care)
He s goin back to New York pack it up and let everyone know
It was something that he should have done such a long time ago
Still time to start a new life in the palm trees
Ah, Billy Clyde wasn t insane
And if it doesn t work out there ll never be any doubt
That the pleasure was worth all the pain
Chorus:
The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
The skies are too clear life s so easy today
The beer is too cold, the daiquiri s too fruitiful
No place like home when you re this far away
Time for to play
I need time for to play
Time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
- Notes:
Billy Clyde Tuggel was a character in the soap opera "All My Children".
(see album dedication)
1980
This song is for Billy Clyde Tuggel. I hope you make it to Tahiti one day.
-- Spoken:
"Play Ball!! (one, two, three, four)"
"Where s my per diem? (Ladies and gentlemen, the Carl Reiner Band)"
"Hey Bobby, where s the keys to the rent-a-car?"
"Jimmy, Jimmy, can I open the show in Atlanta please?"
"Warning! Don t ever start a band!"
He worked hard all year, just wanted a few weeks alone
But his old lady s into modelin , she can t get away from a phone
Besides she bitches about the mosquitoes
She says, "Down there there is nothing to do"
Her goddamn phone never stops ringin
He ll try the service in a day maybe two
Well he s on his third drink before the wheels of the plane leave the ground
Makin points with the stewardess high over Long Island Sound
She s also spending some time on the island
Too much city madness gives her the blues
They make a date to go dancin and dinin
It seems neither has that much to lose
Chorus:
The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
My thoughts aren t too clear but don t run away
My girlfriend s a bore, my job is too dutiful
Hell nobody s perfect would you like to play?
I feel together today
Well now that s just the start of a well-deserved overdue binge
Meanwhile back in the city certain people are starting to cringe
His lawyers are calling his parents
His girlfriend doesn t know what to think
His partners are studying their options
He s just singin and orderin drinks
Chorus:
The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
The skies are too clear life s so easy today
The beer is too cold, the daiquiri s too fruitiful
No place like home when you re this far away
I don t care what they say (I don t care)
He s goin back to New York pack it up and let everyone know
It was something that he should have done such a long time ago
Still time to start a new life in the palm trees
Ah, Billy Clyde wasn t insane
And if it doesn t work out there ll never be any doubt
That the pleasure was worth all the pain
Chorus:
The weather is here I wish you were beautiful
The skies are too clear life s so easy today
The beer is too cold, the daiquiri s too fruitiful
No place like home when you re this far away
Time for to play
I need time for to play
Time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
I need time for to play
- Notes:
Billy Clyde Tuggel was a character in the soap opera "All My Children".
(see album dedication)
