Lyrics License to Chill - Jimmy Buffett, Kenny Chesney

License to Chill

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
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
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
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