Rockefeller Square - Jimmy Buffett

Did ya ever just wanna lay down, tell the world ya had enough

Did ya ever wanna drop out, when the goin' got a little bit rough

Have you ever walked the sidewalks hungry

Have you ever really had the blues?

So now you wanna see how the other half lived

Well brother what ya got to lose?

Whatcha got to lose if you leave your home

And you never think think of ever goin' back

Your fat (er's making money for the good of the country

And your moma’s out bettin' at the track

Camptown ladies sing them songs, doo-daa, doo-daa

And now you’re gonna let your hair grow long

Get a little pad up town

Throw away your checkbook and all your credit cards

And use your wits to get around

And you think it’s gonna make you happy

See your story in the evening new

If you know it’s just a game of tryin' to point the blame

Brother whatcha got to lose?

Hey, lonely Rockefeller Square

The underground world don’t fit a millionaire

Hey, Rocky, whatcha gonna do

First time you ever had the pressure on you

Hey, Rock when the rockin' and t (e bombin' is through

There’ll still be a piece of daddy’s kingdom for you

Now Rocky ya sure hurt ya moma

And your daddy got an ulcer over you

With t (e stock market shot and the war still hot

It sure was a cruel thing to do

So don’t cry boy

Hey, lonely Rockefeller Square

The underground life don’t fit a millionaire

Hey, Rocky, whatcha gonna do?

First time you ever had the pressure on you

Hey, Rock when the rockin' and the bombin' is through

There’ll still be a piece of daddy’s kingdom for you

Money to pay, money today, don’t ya go gay, Rocky better pray

Money today, money to pay, don’t ya go gay, Rocky better pray