Lyrics:

[Intro]
Now listen

[Verse 1]
I've been playing my drums for 25 years
Like to bang 'em real loud, then drink a few beers
I got the chops to rock you, but I can't hide or run
'Cause I'm playing Barry Manilow, and having no fun

[Chorus]
I'm on my boat gig (boat gig)
I'm on my boat gig, yeah (cruise ship)
Making the bucks
Wearing my tux for you

[Verse 2]
Now I'm big and mean, and muscle-bound
Got the baddest set of drums in the whole damn town
I can slap my snare drum, knock your head right off
But I'm using my brushes, 'cause I gotta play soft

[Chorus]
I'm on my boat gig (boat gig)
I'm on my boat gig, yeah (cruise ship)
Making the bucks
Wearing my tux for you

[Verse 3]
Now, the boat leaves the dock at about a quarter to nine
Filled with yuppies dressed proper and fine
A wedding reception is tonight's affair
Who got married? I don't care, no, no

[Verse 4]
Well, you know I gotta feed the kids, gotta clothe da wife
Nothing but heartbreak, trouble, and strife
So, until I make it, and become a big star
You wanna put a little money in my tipping jar?

[Chorus]
I'm on my boat gig (boat gig)
I'm on my boat gig, yeah (cruise ship)
Making the bucks
Wearing my tux for you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah