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I beg your pardon momma
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What did you say?
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My mind was drifted off on Martinique Bay
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It's not that I'm not interested you see
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Augusta Georgia is just no place to be
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I think Jamaican in the moonlight
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Sandy beaches drinkin' rum every night
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We got no money momma but we can go
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We'll split the difference go to Coconut Grove
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Keep on talkin' momma I can't hear
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Your voice it tickles down inside of my ear
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I feel a tropical vacation this year
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Might be the answer to this hillbilly beer
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I think Jamaican in the moonlight
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Sandy beaches drinkin' rum every night
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We got no money momma but we can go
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We'll split the difference go to Coconut Grove
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Voila! An American Dream
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Well we can travel girl without any means
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When it's as easy as closin' your eyes
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And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign
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Just keep talkin' momma I like that sound
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It goes so easy with that rain fallin' down
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I think a tropical vacation this year
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Might be the answer to this hillbilly beer, and
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Voila! An American Dream
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Yeah we can travel girl without any means
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When it's as easy as closin' your eyes
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And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign
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Just think Jamaican in the moonlight
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Sandy beaches drinkin' rum every night
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We got no money momma but we can go
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Split the difference go to Coconut Grove
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An American Dream
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| The Dirt Band |
