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Tired of my beeper, tired of my phone Tired of this tired ol' tie I got on Sick of this traffic jam that I'm in We all get sick of it all now and then When I've had it up to here I go down there To guitars, tiki bars and a whole lotta love Mangoes and Marley, you know, fit me like a glove Sixth gear with nowhere to steer When enough is enough It's guitars, tiki bars and a whole lotta love I feel like a fish jerked out of the sea Or a bird in a cage that's never seen a key Sick of this grind and I think that I ought To bring this grind to a grinding halt Now I've had it up to here Let's go down there To guitars, tiki bars and a whole lotta love Mangoes and Marley, you know, fit me like a glove Sixth gear with nowhere to steer When enough is enough It's guitars, tiki bars and a whole lotta love Now I've had it up to here Let's go down there To guitars, tiki bars and a whole lotta love Mangoes and Marley, you know, fit me like a glove Sixth gear with nowhere to steer When enough is enough It's guitars, tiki bars and a whole lotta love