Gotta love Alan Jackson....
The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow, and so am I
The workday passes like molassas in wintertime...but it's July.
Gettin' paid by the hour and older by the minute
My boss just pushed me over the limit
I'd like to call him somethin', but I think I'll just call it a day
Chorus:
Pour me somethin' tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve, but I don't care
It's five o'clock somewhere
This lunch break is gonna take all afternoon, and half the night
Tomorrow morning I know there'll be hell to pay
Hey, but that's all right
Hey, but that's all right
I ain't had a day off now in over a year
My Jamaican vacation is gonna start right here
If the phones for me, you can tell 'em I've just sailed away
Chorus:
Pour me somethin' tall and strong
Make it a hurricane before I go insane
It's only half past twelve, but I don't care
It's five o'clock somewhere
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