Writer: Jimmy Buffett
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He went to Paris looking for answers to the questions that bothered him so
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He was impressive, young and aggressive saving the world on his own
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The warm summer breezes and French wine and cheeses
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Put his ambitions at bay
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Summers and Winters scattered like splinters and 4 to 5 years slipped away
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He went to England played the piano and married an actress named Kim
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They had a good life she was a fine wife and bore him a young son named Jim
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All of the answers to most of the questions locked in his attic some day
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But he liked the quiet clean country living and 20 more years skipped away
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Solo:
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The war took his baby the bombs killed his lady and left him with only one eye
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His body was battered his whole world was shattered and
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All he could do was just cry
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While the tears were falling he was recalling the answers that he never found
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Hopped on a freighter skated the ocean and left England without a sound
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Now he lives in the islands fishes the pilings and drinking his Green label each day
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Writing his memoirs losing his hearing but he don't care what most people say
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After 86 years of perpetual motion if he likes you he'll smile and say
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Some of it's magic some of it's tragic but I had a good life all the way
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He went to Paris looking for answers to the questions that bothered him so
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He Went To Paris
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Doug Supernaw |