"Buffet Song" lyrics

Well it must be nice to wake up past noon
And work is keeping that old guitar in tune
And fly around in your own airplane
Where everybody knows your name
Hey bartender, you better pour us another drink

'Cause I'm gonna karaoke in this honky tonk all night
With all my fins to the left and all my fins to the right
And I'm gonna sit up here and sip on a beer with my flip flops on
'Cause the party it don't get started
'Til somebody sings a Buffett song

Working on my tan down in the Keys would be nice
How 'bout a cheeseburger deluxe in paradise
And come Monday when the sun comes up
And you feel like the bottom of your endless cup
Hey you know you're officially a damn parakin

'Cause I'm gonna karaoke in this honky tonk all night
With all my fins to the left and all my fins to the right
And I'm gonna sit up here and sip on a beer with my flip flops on
'Cause the party it don't get started
'Til somebody sings a Buffett song

'Cause I'm gonna karaoke in this honky tonk all night
With all my fins to the left and all my fins to the right
'Cause I'll be wasting away in Margaritaville
Getting my Jimmy groove on
You know the party it don't get started
No the party don't get started
No the party it don't get started
'Til somebody sings a Buffett song