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I got a letter from a friend the other morning
He say it·s hot down in Montego Bay
I got the point and now I think it·s finally dawning
Yeah, yeah, I got to get away
I got to take myself a permanent vacation
The sky·s the limit but my plane won·t fly
My nose is clean and lord it don·t need no sedation
Yeah, yeah, and that·s the reason why
I really need it, really really need St. Tropez
I want a tan where the sun it never shines
I really need it, really really need St. Tropez
You best believe it that I got to get away
I got a sister, man she really got a pinhead
She think she·s kinky but she can·t get straight
She say she livin· but I kinda think she·s brain dead
Just excess baggage on a late night freight
Chorus
I gotta take me on a permanent vacation
The girl·s be comin· down in Cayman Brack
I gotta hand it to a firm situatïon
Yeah, yeah I got to cut me some slack
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13.11.2006, 12:47 de ionel coscondel