Everybody's leaving soon I can hear that rambling tune From the pool hall or any shopping mall We're going crazy as a loon Tell me where we're gonna go Where there's no sorrow, there's no snow Pack your suitcase light, we're gonna leave tonight 'Cause I think I might just know Oh if I lose it I'm gonna move it Down to the Keys Maybe Idaho's not for me Don't need no jacket If you can't hack it You better come with me Down to the Keys There's a place down by the beach Where you can buy a peach Hear any Buffet tune if it's after noon And you promise not to preach There's a bar down by the pier Where I like to drink my beer And I can pay my tab with the gift of gab While the tourists shuffle through Oh if I lose it I'm gonna move it Down to the Keys Maybe Idaho's not for me Don't need no jacket If you can't hack it You better come with me Down to the Keys Mr. Gore don't lie, when the tide is high And we're swallowed by the sea Gonna float on down to the promised land Where the healthcare will be free