Story Behind The Song

I have a friend named Scott who teaches at a university, and consequently has his summers off (or so I believe). I am envious of this, and so one summer when he came grooving up slowly after having explored and travelled and fished all over creation, I ha

Lyrics

Scott Free

I wear my summer like a winter coat,
I look down at my white belly
and I zip up to my throat
and I wonder what I'd look like
if I took my summer off?
Well I might not look like me no more,
but I might look like Scott.

I wear my necktie
like a stake through my heart,
I don't fly on my wingtips,
no I have to drive a car,
and I wonder would I lose my head,
if I took my necktie off?
Well I might not look like me no more,
but I might look like Scott.

Chorus:
So beam me up, Scottie!
Take me to that open sky
Well I cannot go right now
but I'll pencil you in for July
Beam me up, Scottie,
Sometimes we live vicariously,
but I think we all just ought to take the summer off and be Scott Free

I wear my wristwatch
like an intravenous tube,
well I check to see how old I've got
every time I make a move,
and I wonder would the time stop,
if I slit my wristwatch off?
Well I might be the late Roger Nelson,
but I might not be as late as Scott.

I push my briefcase up the hill like a rock,
It drags me down again
before I reach the top
and I wonder what it'd feel like
just to throw my briefcase off?
Well it might not be good business,
but it might make me feel like Scott.

(Chorus)

I don't go fishing, I can't cut through the ice,
I don't buy my trout stamp
'til the fourth of July
and I wonder what I'd look like
with a fish hook in my ear?
If I do not look like me
does my personality disappear?

And here come ol' flat-top
he come groovin' up slowly
he got juju eyeballs, he shoot Coca-Cola
he say, "One and one and one is three,"
Got to be good looking
and you've got to be Scott Free.