(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
