| Hello, kiddies
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| No, it’s not Mr. Rogers
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| It’s Jimmy, with a little tale
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| Maybe you’ll like this
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| I know, I never should have written this song
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| I know, I’m in trouble if your kids sing along
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| I hope you don’t misconstrue
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| This could be my waterloo if you do
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| And I know, the same thing could happen to you
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| Cruisin' down the coast of Panama with my kids
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| Snorkelin' with the stingrays, 'cudas and the squids
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| Things were goin' way too well
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| All of a sudden heaven turned into hell
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| If you dare to venture out on the ocean
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| It’s unavoidable to face some commotion
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| My kids were fightin' on the foredeck
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| What the hell would Huck Finn do?
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| Hey young lady did I just hear you call your brother a stupid little shit?
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| You know you’re not allowed to use those words
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| Now apologize lickety split
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| That’s why I’m takin' you to Cussin' Island
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| Headin' this boat south
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| I think you should know
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| That’s where I met Cousteau
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| And we will work on your potty mouth
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| And when we get to Cussin' Island
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| I’m gonna drop you on the beach
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| Anchor way out, get ready for the bout
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| And watch you exercise your freedom of speech
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| At first they looked a little frightened and dismayed
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| Just like those weird contestants on Naked and Afraid
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| It started with a smirk then the dirty words came gushin'
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| I saw dolphins swimmin' by, even they were blushin'
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| I stood there on the bow feelin' like a hypocrite
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| As they fired unholy salvos
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| Like a German Messerschmitt
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| And they cussed horseflies, homework, Taliban, and Barney
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| Piano lessons, etiquette sessions, wakin' up too early
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| Makin' beds, takin' meds, invasion of our space
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| They kept it up until they both turned blue in the face
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| World on our shoulders
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| Feelin' like boulders
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| We’re tired, please give us a hand
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| This is some weird shit
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| Cussin' ain’t worth it
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| Let’s bury those words in the sand
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| Downwind, I could hear every word loud and clear
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| Having second thoughts of bringin' them here
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| It was just a split second decision
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| Their repertoire was never envisioned
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| Past time to put an exit plan into gear
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| Time flies now all my little pirates are grown
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| Soon they’ll be raisin' buccaneers of their own
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| Do I think they learned a lesson
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| Or was it just a silly ass show
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| Well the answer is part of the problem
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| The simple truth, fuck no
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| That’s why we have to have Cussin' Island
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| Our rally point and rendezvous
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| I’ve sailed many a mile, collected millions of smiles
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| And I know the same thing could happen to you
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| That’s right — it could happen to you
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| And you know where it could happen
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| Cussin' Island |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cussin' Island , by - Jimmy Buffett. Song from the album Life On the Flip Side, in the genre Американская музыка