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Twelve Volt Man Lyrics
I never got a grip in penmanship
Could never make those small l's flow
Seldom found the trick to arithmetic
Three plus two be faux pas
But ask for some palm trees
Or tales from the South Seas
I never had the clout to knock one out
But hitting was the name of my game
Standing on third as the coaches conferred
So close to my first claim to fame
Just give me the steal sign
And I'll make home plate mine
And I just might turn some heads
Sometimes I may get alittle drastic
Sometimes I just let my feelings show
Sometimes I may be a bit sarcastic
Most times that's the way the story goes
Now I know this Joe down in Mexico
He went there to work on his tan
For years he's been plugged into blenders and songs
They call him the Twelve Volt Man
He don't need no charge card
Just give him a die-hard
And he'll make sparks fly round your head
Or just ask for some palm trees
Or tales fromthe South Seas
And I'll make sparks fly round your head
Round your head
In your head
In your head
Could never make those small l's flow
Seldom found the trick to arithmetic
Three plus two be faux pas
But ask for some palm trees
Or tales from the South Seas
But hitting was the name of my game
Standing on third as the coaches conferred
So close to my first claim to fame
And I'll make home plate mine
And I just might turn some heads
Sometimes I just let my feelings show
Sometimes I may be a bit sarcastic
Most times that's the way the story goes
He went there to work on his tan
For years he's been plugged into blenders and songs
They call him the Twelve Volt Man
Just give him a die-hard
And he'll make sparks fly round your head
Or just ask for some palm trees
Or tales fromthe South Seas
And I'll make sparks fly round your head
Round your head
In your head
In your head
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One of my faves. I read the song is about an American in Baja who lives on the "essentials" which is a package of margarita mix, buffett albums, a tape recorder, an old blender and a power system he made which of an old honda generator and Sears Die Hard battery. The man would fish all week and on Fridays him and his friends would hang out, hook up the machine to listen and sing to buffett songs; they'd make margaritas and hang out until the gas ran out.
It's also supposedly one of Jimmy's favorite songs.
"...It's also supposedly one of Jimmy's favorite songs". I heard that also. Certainly one of my faves, from a time when more of Jimmy's songs seemed to be about the unique people encountered in his travels. For a kid growing up in New England (where attitudes tend to be super-conservative and the weather often ranges from cool to cold), songs like this speak of another, warmer place.