Lyrics Twelve Volt Man - Jimmy Buffett
Twelve
Volt
Man
By:
Jimmy
Buffett
1983
For
"Nez"
and
Baja
Bill
at
Alphonsino′s
I
never
got
a
grip
on
penmanship
Could
never
make
the
small
"L's"
flow
Seldom
found
the
trick
to
arith-a-metic
Three
plus
two
be
faux,
pas
But
ask
for
some
palm
trees
Or
tales
from
the
South
Seas
And
I
just
might
turn
your
head
I
never
had
the
clout
to
knock
one
out
But
hitting
was
the
name
of
my
game
Standing
on
third
as
the
coaches
conferred
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
a
little
drastic
Sometimes
I
just
let
my
feelin's
show
Sometimes
I
may
be
a
bit
sarcastic
Most
times
that's
the
way
the
story
goes
(Instrumental)
Now
I
now
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
makes
sparks
fly
′round
your
head
Oh
just
ask
for
some
palm
trees
Or
tales
from
the
South
Seas
And
I'll
make
sparks
fly
′round
your
head
'Round
your
head
In
your
head
In
your
head
In
your
head
In
your
head
In
your
head
In
your
head
In
your
head...
- Notes:
Background
Vocals:
Timothy
B.
Schmit
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