, work, work Big pile of it and the boss is a jerk Just want to disappear Wishin I was somewhere other than here Livin for the weekend Jump right off the deep end With just enough money to buy A license to chill and I believe I will Let the rat race run

Work, work, work Big pile of it and the boss is a jerk Just want to disappear Wishin I was somewhere other than here Livin for the weekend Jump right off the deep end With just enough money to buy A license to chill and I believe I will Let the rat race run roll around in the sun until Trouble turns funny and songs get sung With a little bit of money the nights still young Leave me alone Ive got a license, a license to chill Girls, girls, girls Aint nothin like them in the whole wide world So damn smart and cute And its amazing what they pass off as a bathing suit Winners and losers Sailors and cruisers Were all qualified For a license to chill and I believe I will Let the rat race run roll around in the sun until Trouble turns funny and songs get sung With a little bit of money the nights still young Leave me alone Ive got a license, a license to chill A license to chill and I believe I will Let the rat race run roll around in the sun until Trouble turns funny and songs get sung A one note samba lasts all night long Leave me alone Ive got a license, a license to chill A license to chill {Ramos go rent me a coupe deville Hey KL, where's that barbecue grill Head on down to Margaritaville Have me a cheeseburger with a big pickle dill Jesus, I sound kinda mentally ill I guess, I better go turn on Dr Phil}