Lyrics:

(Jimmy Buffett)
work, Work, Work
big Pile Of It And The Boss Is A Jerk.
i Just Want To Disappear
wishin' I Was Somewhere Other Than Here.

livin' For The Weekend,
jumpin' Off The Deep End,
with Just Enough Money To Buy
a License To Chill
and I Believe I Will

let The Rat Race Run, Roll Around In The Sun Until
trouble Turns Funny, Songs Get Sung
a Little Bit Of Money, The Night's Still Young
leave Me Alone I've Got A License,
a License To Chill

(Kenny Chesney)
girls, Girls, Girls
ain't Nothin' Like Them In The Whole Wide World.
so Damn Smart And Cute,
and It's Amazing What They Pass Off As A Bathing Suit.
winners And Losers
sailors And Cruisers
we're All Qualified, For A License To Chill
and I Believe I Will

let The Rat Race Run, Roll Around In The Sun Until
trouble Turns Funny, Songs Get Sung
a Little Bit Of Money, The Night's Still Young
leave Me Alone I've Got A License,
a License To Chill

(Both)
license To Chill
and I Believe I Will
let The Rat Race Run, Roll Around In The Sun Until
trouble Turns Funny, Songs Get Sung
one Good Samba Lasts All Night Long
leave Me Alone I've Got A License,
a License To Chill

a License To Chill

(Jimmy Spoken)
ramos Go Rent Me A Coupe Deville
hey Kl, Where's That Barbecue Grill
head On Down To Margaritaville
have Me A Cheeseburger With A Big Pickle Dill
jesus, I Sound Kinda Mentally Ill
i Guess I Better Go Turn On Dr Phil