Dreamsicle
By: Jimmy Buffett
1979
Let me tell ya now
He sips, he quips
Dreams a lot about sailin’ ships
Wants to throw it all away
Wants to have it back someday
Love’s fool, Sears tools
Wants to win that football pool
Spend it on some real good grass
Disappearin’ oh so fast
Tell my story pain and glory
Guess my occupation
Free and easy warm and breezy
Overnight sensation
I got house pets, Lear jets
Tryin’ to learn about bassinettes
Oh Miss Piggy dance with me,
Let me take you to the sea
Dreamsicle, big dill pickle
High school honeys sure were fickle
I’ll be damned, country ham
Takes me back to Alabam’
So won’t you tell my story pain and glory
Guess my occupation
Free and easy warm and breezy
Overnight sensation
Let me tell ya now
He sips, he quips
Dreams a lot about sailing ships
I’ll be damned, country ham
Takes me back to Alabam’
I’ll be damned, country ham
Takes me back to Alabama
Just, wow.
This particular song says so much, so simply. I’m all about the “guess my occupation” and occasionally give out fake business cards when I’m traveling. And damn if I don’t want to throw it all away and want to have it back again some day.
The key, though, is that “Oh Miss Piggy, dance with me” reminds me of someone in particular. With the lines, “Gonna dance till we fall” from Costal Confessions, it sums up everything I love about that person
