(Mac McAnally)

[Jimmy Buffett:]

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



[Kenny Chesney:]

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



[Jimmy And Kenny:]

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 song will last all night long

Leave me alone I've got a license,

A license to chill



A license to chill



[Jimmy spoken:]

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