| On de uber side ob de island
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| Dere’s a sky so clear and blue
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| Can see, cross water, to de mainland
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| New life for me and you
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| Let’s buy a hotel
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| Let’s get a yacht
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| We’ll get a golden island
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| In the sun made of coconut
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| Let’s buy an old car
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| We’ll crash in a hut
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| We’ll feed the food to the Ford
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| And we’ll live off the coconut
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| Well there’s a big black mama
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| In a tree
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| She’s gonna cook us She’s gonna call up the rest of the tribe
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| And it looks like the ghost of Tarzan lied
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| He went over to the other side
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| And he rang like a bell
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| From tree to tree
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| They never ever let you go They never ever let you go We get American menus
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| With all American men
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| We’re getting sick of things American
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| We ate our way through half the Pentagon
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| We had our share of big palookas
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| Yankee go home
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| Yankee go ho ho home
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| They never ever let you go They never ever let you go Yankee go home
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| Yankee go ho ho home
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| Let’s buy a hotel
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| Let’s get a yacht
|
| We’ll get a golden island
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| In the sun made of coconut
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| Let’s buy an old car
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| We’ll crash in a hut
|
| We’ll feed the food to the Ford
|
| And we’ll live off the coconut
|
| Well there’s a big black mama in a tree
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| She’s gonna cook us She’s gonna call up the rest of the tribe
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| And it looks like the ghost of Tarzan lied
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| He went over to the other side
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| And he rang like a bell
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| From tree to tree
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| Tree to tree, tree to tree
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| They never ever let you go They never ever let you go |