<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=79512" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink And I Don't Love Jesus</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">By: Jimmy Buffett <br>1975 <br>Chorus: <br>My head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus (oh my lordy it's that...) <br>It's that kind of mornin' <br>Really was that kind of night <br>Tryin' to tell myself that my condition is improvin' <br>And if I don't die by Thursday I'll be roarin' Friday night <br>Went down to the snake pit <br>To drink a little beer <br>Listen to the jukebox <br>Merle was comin' in clear <br>All of a sudden I wad'n alone <br>Pickin' country music with ol' Joe Bones <br>Duval Street was rockin' <br>My eyes they starting poppin' <br>Because there she sat at the corner of the bar <br>As I broke another string on my ol' guitar <br>Someone call a cab <br>Lady won'tcha pay my tab <br>Chorus: <br>And now my head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus <br>(oh my lordy it's that...) <br>It's that kinda mornin' <br>Really was that kinda night <br>Tryin' to tell myself that my condition is improvin' <br>And if I don't die by Thursday I'll be roarin' Friday night <br>Gotta get a little orange juice <br>And a Darvon for my head <br>I can't spend all day <br>Baby layin' in the bed <br>I'm goin' down to Fausto's get some chocolate milk <br>Can't spend my life in yer sheets of silk <br>I've got to find my way <br>Crawl out and greet the day <br>Chorus: <br>But now my head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus <br>(oh my lordy it's that...) <br>It's that kinda mornin' <br>Really was that kinda night <br>Tryin' to tell myself that my condition is improvin' <br>And if I don't die by Thursday I'll be roarin' Friday night <br>Let me tell ya, I</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Jimmy Buffett - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=79512" data-title="My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink And I Don't Love Jesus" data-description="By: Jimmy Buffett 1975 Chorus: My head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus (oh my lordy it's that...) It's that kind of mornin' Really was that kind of night Tryin' to tell myself that my condition is improvin' And if I don't die b..."></div> </div> </div>

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