GYPIES IN THE PALACE
by J. Buffett, W. Jennings, and G. Frey
from "Last Mango in Paris"
Submitted by Devin Kerins

In days of old when knights were bold and journeyed from their castles,
Trustee men were left behing, knights needed not the hastle.
They helped themselves to pick and peach and drank from king's own chalice.
Oh it was a stirring sight, these gypies in the palace.

And somethings never change....

Intro:     G      A  G

Verse
G                                             C                          G
So long boss, knock 'em dead, don't worry about a thing
C                                G                           A                
      D
We wish that we could come along, we'ld love to hear you sing.
G                                                           C                 
         G
The limo's here, your bags are packed, the list is by the phone.
C                                      G              D                    G
Me and Snake'll watch your place and treat it like our own.

Look at this liquor, look at all this food
Its only gonna go to waste, we're not really being rude.
But the good stuff's in his closet, I swear he wouldn't mind.
Hell, we'll just shoot the lock off, I do it all the time.

Chorus 1
C                              G         C                     G
We're gypies in the palace, he's left us here alone.
C                                           G                   A             
      D
The order of the Sleepless Knights willl now assume the throne.
C                       G          C                G
We ain't go no money, we ain't got no right
C                        G                         D                      G
But we're gypies in the palace and are going wild tonight.

There's damseles in distress out there and we got all this beer.
We'l free them from their condos and bring 'em over here.
We'll show them his gold records, we'll play his music loud.
We'll party just like Bubba does, we'lll do the old man proud.

Chorus 2
C                         G               C                         G
We're gypies in the palace, there ain't no wrong or right.
C                            G                        D                 G
We're gypies in the palace and are raising hell tonight.

He's the greatest guy to work for, man he's really cool.
Hey Snake this party's getting dull, throw someone in the pool.
Lets all take our clothes off and form a conga line,
Watch out for that broken glass, hey Snake we need more wine.

Chorus 2

Hi there boss what's going on, you say you're coming when?
I'll send Snake out to pick you up tomorrow night at ten.
Ok, everybody outta here, this joint is closing down,
We gotta find someone to clean this up, he's coming back to town.

Hi there boss we waxed your car, we racked and mowed your lawn. 
We couldn't find enough to do in the short time you were gone.
Man it sure is peaceful here, you really got it all
And if you ever hit the road again, give me and Snake a call.

Chorus 1