He worked hard all year just wanted a few weeks alone

But his old lady's into modeling,

She can't stay away from the phone

Besides she bitches about the mosquitoes

She says "Down there there is nothing to do"

Her goddamn phone never stops ringing

He'll try the service in a day maybe two



Well, he's on his third drink before the

wheels of the plane leave the ground

Making points with the stewardess

climbing over Long Island Sound

She's also spending some time on the island

Too much city madness gives her the blues

They make a date to go dancing and dining

Seems neither has that much to lose



The weather is here I wish you were beautiful

My thoughts aren't too clear but don't run away

My girlfriend's a bore, my job is too dutiful

Hell, nobody's perfect would you like to play

I feel together today



Well now that was just the start of

a well-deserved over due binge

Meanwhile back in the city certain

people are starting to cringe

His lawyers are calling his parents

His girlfriend doesn't know what to think

His partners are studying their options

He's just singing and ordering drinks



The weather is here I wish you were beautiful

The skies are too clear life's easy today

The beer is too cold, the daiquiri's too fruitful

There's no place like home when it's this far away

I don't care what they say



He's going back to New York pack it up

and let everyone know

It was something that he should have done

such a long time ago

Still time to start a new life in the palm trees

Billy Clyde wasn't insane

And it doesn't work out there'll never be any doubt

That the pleas