The Weather Is Here, I Wish You Were Beautiful

Lift off!

He worked hard all year,
just wanted a few weeks alone.
Well his old lady's into modeling
she can't get away from the phone.
Besides she b*tches the mosquitoes.
She says down there there is nothing to do.
Her god damn phone never stops ringing.
She'll try the service in a day maybe two.

Well he's on his third drink
before the wheels of the plane leave the ground.
Making points with the stewardess
high over Long Island Sound.
She's also spending some time on the island.
Too much city madness gives her the blues.
They make a date to go dancing and dining.
It seems neither has that much to lose.

The weather is here, I wish you were beautiful.
My thoughts aren't too clear, but don't run away.
My girlfiend's a bore, my job is too dutiful.
Hell, nobody's perfect would you like to play?
I feel together today.

Well now that's the just the start
of a well deserved over-due binge.
Meanwhile back in the city
certain people are starting to cringe.
His lawyers are calling his parents,
his girlfriend doesn't know what to think.
His partners are studing their options.
He's just singing and ordering drinks.

The weather is here, I wish you were beautiful.
The skies are too clear, life's so easy today.
The beer is too cold, the daquiri's too fruitiful.
There's no place like home when you're this far away,
I don't care what they say.

He's going back to New York,
pack it up and let everyone know.
It was something that he should have done
such a long time ago.
Still time to start a new life in the palm trees,
oh Billy Clyde wasn't insane.
And if it doesn't work out
there'll never be any doubt
that the pleasure was worth all the pain.

The weather is here I wish you were beautiful.
The skies are too clear, life's so easy today.
The beer is too cold, the daquiri's too fruitiful.
There's no place like home when you're this far away.

I need time for to play
(Repeat till fade)