The Sun is hot and that old clock
Is movin' slow, and so am I
Work day passes like molasses
In winter time, but it's July
Getting paid by the hour
And older by the minute
My boss just pushed me
Over the limit
I could call him something
Think I'll just call it a day
Pour me something tall and strong
Make it a hurricane, before I go insane
It's only half past twelve
But I don't care
It's five o'clock somewhere
This lunch break is gonna take
All afternoon, half the night
Tomorrow morning I know there'll be hell to pay
But, hey, that's all right
I ain't had a day off now, in over a year
My Jamaican vacation's gonna start right here
If the phone's for me you can tell them
I just sailed away
Pour me something tall and strong
Make it a hurricane, before I go insane
It's only half past twelve
But I don't care
It's five o'clock somewhere
I could pay off my tab, pour myself in a cab
And be back to work before two
At a moment like this, I can't help but wonder
What would Jimmy Buffett do
Funny you should ask Alan, I'd say
Pour me something tall and strong
Make it a hurricane, before I go insane
It's only half past twelve, but I don't care
Pour me something tall and strong
Make it a hurricane, before I go insane
It's only half past twelve
But I don't care
It's five o'clock somewhere
But he don't care, I don't care
Together
It's five o'clock somewhere
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