Lyrics:

Prelude:
This song is for all the people that's been reviewing our records
and say we sound a lot like Jimmy Buffet because we live in Key
West and use Congo drums in our songs. For all those people
that live in Key West and are under the misconception that
Mr. Buffet live in Key West and we'd like to say there's a lot of
things in Key West, as a matter of fact, there's


Chorus:
There's sailboats and conk shells and palm trees galore,
But Jimmy Buffet doesn't live in Key West anymore
Sister spare change has a bumper sticker on the door
Says Jimmy Buffet doesn't live here any more

Verse 1:
Hey smugglers need those Buffet songs, snitching on the sly
Bringing heat where it's already to damn hot to die
Son of a son of bitch, what's all that bullshit for
Jimmy Buffet doesn't' live in Key West anymore

Verse 2
Sailing to the Caribbean Jimmy might well be
Pictures up in Rollin' Stone for all the world to see
The rich keep getting richer, the poor they just stay poor
Jimmy buffet doesn't' live in Key West anymore

Verse 3
Now Jimmy's moved to Malibu with all those other stars
He's not down at in Duval Street hangin' out in bars
All them God damned tourist, got to be a bore.
Jimmy Buffet doesn't live here any more

Verse 4
So don't tell me I sound like Jimmy Buffet
Just because I got that island beat
Jimmy might have grown up on the ocean
Me, I kinda grown up on the street
Music's just a way of life, me I'm liv'in free
Don't lay all that Key West Jimmy Buffet shit on me

Verse 5
Now Divers Do It Deeper must have really made them mad
Some of them reviewers said it really sounded bad
Well they liked Margaritaville, me I liked it too
Someday Jimmy, why don't we just both get drunk and screw
Oh those creepy Mother Fuckers that think music is a whore
Tell that you just don't live in Key West anymore

Chorus:
There's sailboats and conk shells and palm trees galore,
But Jimmy buffet doesn't live in Key West anymore
Sister spare change has a bumper sticker on the door
Says Jimmy Buffet doesn't live here any more