The sun is hot and that old clock is moving slow, and so am IWorkday passes like molasses in wintertimeBut it's July, getting paid by the hour and older by the minuteMy boss just pushed me over the limit, I'd like to call him somethingI think I'll just call it a dayPull me something tall and strong, make it a hurricane before I go insaneIt's only half past twelve, but I don't careIt's five o'clock somewhereThis lunch break is gonna take all afternoon and half the nightTomorrow morning I know there'll be hell to payHey, but that's alright, I ain't had a day off now in over a yearMy Jamaican vacation's gonna start right hereIf the phone's for meYou can tell them I just sailed awayAnd pull me something tall and strong, make it a hurricane before I go insaneIt's only half past twelve, but I don't careIt's five o'clock somewhereI could pay off my tab, pour myself in a cabAnd be back to work before twoAt a moment like this, I can't help but wonderWhat would Jimmy Buffett do?Funny you should ask, I'd sayPull me something tall and strong, make it a hurricane before I go insaneIt's only half past twelve, but I don't careIt's only half past twelve, but I don't carePull me something tall and strong, make it a hurricane before I go insaneIt's only half past twelve, but I don't careHe don't careAnd I don't careIt's five o'clock somewhereWhat time zone, ma'am?What country am I in?It doesn't matter, it's five o'clock somewhereIt's always on five in Margaritaville, come to think of itI heard thatYou've been there, haven't you?Yes, sirI've seen you up out thereI've been to Margaritaville a few timesAll right, well, that's goodStumbled my way backOkay, we just want to make sure you can keep it between the navigational beaconsBetween the buoys, I got itAll right, well, it's five o'clock, let's go somewhereI'm ready, crank it upLet's get out of hereI'm goneI'm gone