NY Post reports that French authorities seized more than 100 tabs ecstasy from Jimmy Buffett’s luggage at Toulon-Hyères International Airport.

Buffett, who was on his way to chill out in the ritzy resort town of St. Tropez, was detained, but not arrested, and allowed to go free after paying a fine of 300 euros – about $380. That prompted one local newspaper editorial to term the slap-on-the-wrist punishment “a small amount for a man who makes $70 million a year.”

A spokeswoman for Buffett – whose hits include “Cheeseburger in Paradise” and “Why Don’t We Get Drunk” – denied he’d had any ecstasy in the luggage. The rep insisted, “It was medicine prescribed by his doctor.” But she wouldn’t name the medicine or what ailment Buffett was using it for. She also refused to comment on why, if the substance was legally prescribed, Buffett agreed to pay the fine.

We never understood the lasting appeal of Margaritaville, but if all Jimmy’s audiences are rolling, it makes a little more sense.

 
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  1. jeff  |   Posted on Oct 6th, 2006 0

    JIMMY BUFFETT lyrics – “Wondering Where The Lions Are”

    [Originally by Bruce Cockburn]

    Sun’s up, uh huh, looks okay
    The world survives into another day
    And I’m thinking about eternity
    Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

    I had another dream about lions at the door
    They weren’t half as frightening as they were before
    But I’m thinking about eternity
    Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

    Walls windows trees, waves coming through
    You be in me and I’ll be in you
    Together in eternity
    Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

    Up among the firs where it smells so sweet
    Or down in the valley where the river used to be
    I got my mind on eternity
    Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

    And I’m wondering where the lions are…
    I’m wondering where the lions are…

    Huge orange flying boat rises off a lake
    Thousand-year-old petroglyphs doing a double take
    Pointing a finger at eternity
    I’m sitting in the middle of this ecstasy

    Young men marching, helmets shining in the sun,
    Polished as precise like the brain behind the gun
    (Should be!) they got me thinking about eternity
    Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

    And I’m wondering where the lions are…
    I’m wondering where the lions are…

    Freighters on the nod on the surface of the bay
    One of these days we’re going to sail away,
    Going to sail into eternity
    Some kind of ecstasy got a hold on me

    And I’m wondering where the lions are…
    I’m wondering where the lions are…

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