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Cheeseburger In Paradise

Jimmy Buffett

Cheeseburger In Paradise Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Tried to amend my carnivorous habits
Made it nearly seventy days
Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds
Drinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays
But at night I'd have these wonderful dreams
Some kind of sensuous treat
Not zucchini, fettuccini, or bulgur wheat
But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat

[Chorus 1]
Cheeseburger in paradise
Heaven on earth with an onion slice
Not too particular, not too precise
I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise

[Verse 2]
Heard about the old time sailor men
They eat the same thing again and again;
Warm beer and bread they say could raise the dead
Well, it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn
But times have changed for sailors these days
When I'm in port I get what I need;
Not just Havanas or banana or daiquiris
But that American creation on which I feed!

[Chorus 2]
Cheeseburger in paradise
Medium rare with mustard'd be nice
Heaven on earth with an onion slice
I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise

[Bridge]
I like mine with lettuce and tomato
Heinz 57 and french fried potatoes
Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer
Well, good god Almighty which way do I steer

[Chorus 3]
For my cheeseburger in paradise
Makin' the best of every virtue and vice
Worth every damn bit of sacrifice
To get a cheeseburger in paradise;
To be a cheeseburger in paradise
I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise

[Bridge]
I like mine with lettuce and tomato
Heinz 57 and french fried potatoes
Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer
Well, good god Almighty which way do I steer

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  • What have the artists said about the song?

    Buffett said the song was inspired by a long trip on his first boat:

    We had run into some very rough weather crossing the Mona Passage between Hispaniola and Puerto Rico and broke our new bowsprit. The ice in our box had melted, and we were doing the canned food and peanut butter diet. The vision of a piping hot cheeseburger kept popping into my mind. We limped up the Sir Francis Drake Channel and into Roadtown on the island of Tortola, where a brand new marina and bar sat on the end of the dock like a mirage. We secured the boat, kissed the ground, and headed for the restaurant. To our amazement, we were offered a menu that featured an American cheeseburger and piña coladas. Now, these were the days when supplies were scarce, when horsemeat was more plentiful than ground beef in the tiny stores of the Third World. Anyway, we gave particular instructions to the waiter on how we wanted them cooked, and what we wanted on them, to which very little attention was paid. It didn’t matter. The overdone burgers on the burned, toasted buns tasted like manna from Heaven.

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