By: jimmy buffett, jane slagsvol
One oclock in mornin
People pilin in thru the door
Drinks are still comin and Im barely hummin
And the audience is screamin for more
Somebodys locked in the bathroom
Manager cant find the key
I pity that man but from where I stand
Its lookin like the prisoner is me
Chorus:
So wontcha kick it in now second wind
We got two more hours to go
Losin any more hope of scorin any more coke
And we still gotta do another show
My mind started to wander
In the middle of my second song
Dreamin I was at sea just my baby and me
When the words started comin out wrong
Waitresses are pickin up glasses
The bartenders scream last call
When I looked to my right I saw a terrible sight
As the bass man took a bad fall
Chorus:
So wontcha kick it in now second wind
We got two more hours to go
Losin any more hope of scorin any more coke
And we still gotta do another show
(organ instrumental)
Its three oclock in the mornin
Runnin on adrenalin
What Im tryin to say is that tomorrows the day
And we got to do it over again
Chorus:
So wontcha kick it in now second wind
We got two more hours to go
Losin any more hope of scorin any more coke
And we still gotta do another show
Gotta do another show
I gotta, do another show
Gotta, do another show
Gotta, do another show, oh oh oh oh oh aw....