Lyrics Time To Go Home - Jimmy Buffett

Time To Go Home

Henny
Hey now mine host, don’t be so melancholy
You’ve made the most out of Amy Ball’s folly
You went crazy, ran off with an actress and didn’t get rich
What can I say?
I still love you, you son of a bitch
Norman New York’s gray and cold But somehow I miss that
Norman And
Running the Gull Reef Club Bordered on hand to hand combat
Henny
You beat the odds, water Gods now it’s time for shalom
Hey Mr. Paperman, I think it’s time to go home
Time to go home Norman
Time to go home
Norman
Hey Mistuh Papuh-mon
Time to go home
Chasin' illusions can get quite confusin'
Hey Mr. Papuh-mon time to go home
Norman
Henny I’m sorry I hurt you
That’s all I can say
Henny
Who knows this whole episode
Just might end up on Broadway
Norman
To hell with bureaucracy and island mystery
Henny
Let’s clear the air dear but no more affairs here
Norman
To hell with the hill crowd and life or death parties
Henny
I know a guy who has contacts at Sardi’s
Duet
Hey Mister (Mrs.) Paperman I think it’s time to go home
Time to go home Norman
Time to go home Norman
Hey Mistuh Papuh-Mon
Time to go home
Chasin' illusions can get quite confusin'
Hey Mr. Papuh-Mon Time to go home
Time to go home Norman
Time to go home Norman
Hey Mistuh Papuh-Mon
Time to go home
Chasin' illusions can get quite confusin'
Hey Mr. Paperman
Time to go home
Time to go home Norman
Time to go home Norman
Hey Mistuh Papuh-Mon
Time to go home
Chasin' illusions can get quite confusin'
Hey Mr. Paperman Time to go home