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