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