Posted: February 26, 2000 12:45 pm
Posted By phjim
Buffett Imitators
by Frank Bama
Well, I walk on to the stage with my Hawaiin shirt
Flip flops a-walking on the sand and the dirt
See me on the street you wouldn't know my name
But imitatin' Buffett is my claim to fame
So when you put my imitation name in lights
I got the fins working to the left and the right
Chorus
'Cause I'm a Buffett imitator and I just can't stop
Imitatin' Jimmy from the bottom to the top
I can imitate the way he croons the way he smiles
Sing of margaritas make the crowd go wild
Imitatin' Buffett may not be a reach
But baby it's a gig at the beach
Eat a cheeseburger let's get drunk and screw
When the volcano blows don't know what I'll do
Yes I am a pirate and a parrothead
I'll cover Steve Stills and the Grateful Dead
With my pencil thin stache I don't have a care
And I was imitatin' him when he had hair
Come Monday I'll be allright and be on my way
The sailor act gets old after labor day
When the coast is clear and the kids are in school
No more boat drink specials and tunes by the pool
So I'll be headin' inland and I'll pack my lei
But I'll break it out next year sometime in May
Buffett Imitators
by Frank Bama
Well, I walk on to the stage with my Hawaiin shirt
Flip flops a-walking on the sand and the dirt
See me on the street you wouldn't know my name
But imitatin' Buffett is my claim to fame
So when you put my imitation name in lights
I got the fins working to the left and the right
Chorus
'Cause I'm a Buffett imitator and I just can't stop
Imitatin' Jimmy from the bottom to the top
I can imitate the way he croons the way he smiles
Sing of margaritas make the crowd go wild
Imitatin' Buffett may not be a reach
But baby it's a gig at the beach
Eat a cheeseburger let's get drunk and screw
When the volcano blows don't know what I'll do
Yes I am a pirate and a parrothead
I'll cover Steve Stills and the Grateful Dead
With my pencil thin stache I don't have a care
And I was imitatin' him when he had hair
Come Monday I'll be allright and be on my way
The sailor act gets old after labor day
When the coast is clear and the kids are in school
No more boat drink specials and tunes by the pool
So I'll be headin' inland and I'll pack my lei
But I'll break it out next year sometime in May
