Jimmy Buffett
Simple Pleasures
Blue like a stratos cloud, full of life and corner drugstorewineI'll write my name on a highway bus and kick the cans ofprogress left behindFeeling like a cowboy, the sun down on my trail,waiting for tomorrow's fairytaleThat's when the simple pleasuresstart moving quietlyRelaxing all the hang-ups, that have control of meForgetting my confusion, I love the shape I'm inAnd I hope those simple pleasures will quickly come againMy freelance style of living cuts a detour aroundthe very, very staunchThey all applaud the journey's end but few are even thereto see the launchStealing from the cupboard of ulcer pills and boozeA ride through repetition I can't useThat's when the simple pleasuresstart moving quietlyRelaxing all the hang-ups, that have control of meForgetting my confusion, I love the shape I'm inAnd I hope those simple pleasures will quickly come againLetras de cancionesMy happiness seems nothing,to a well-established former passerbyHis artificial body, keeps reminding him to give it one moretryWorld is setting records, while others crawl too slowbut simple pleasures everywhere I goThat's when the simple pleasuresstart moving quietlyRelaxing all the hang-ups, that have control of meForgetting my confusion, I love the shape I'm inAnd I hope those simple pleasures will quickly come again
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