Texty: Jimmy Buffett. One Particular Harbour. Livin' It Up.

He took one last look
Tossed that address book
His odyssey had begun
No time to see sights
Ran all the red lights
Burned all his bridges
Now it's love on the run

Livin' it up
Is takin' all of his time
But he ain't givin' it up
It suits his temperament fine

Up on the bandstand, plays for a few fans
Workin' for minimum wage
He sees her lookin', his brain is cookin'
She takes her seat of the foot of the stage

Livin' it up
It's takin' all of his time
But he ain't givin' it up
It suits his temperament fine

Yeah he loves livin' it up
And takin' all of his time
But he ain't givin' it up
It never crosses his mind

Didn't say much, had a soft touch
Knew what felt good in her man
He was the same way, they split the next day
Sang all the way through the Yucatan

Livin' it up
It's takin' all of our time
But we ain't givin' it up
It never crosses our mind
No no no he's just livin' it up
And takin' all of his time
But he ain't givin' her up
She suits his temperament fine
Yeah she's just livin' it up
And takin' all of his time