| The surf was easy on the day I came to stay
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| On this quiet island in the bay
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| I remember a line of women all in white
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| The laughter and the steel bands at night
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| Now the Americans are gone except for two
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| The embassy’s been hard to reach
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| There’s been talk and lately a bit of action after dark
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| Behind the big casino on the beach
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| The rules are changed
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| It’s not the same
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| It’s all new players in a whole new ball game
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| Last night I dreamed of an old lover dressed in gray
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| I’ve had this fever now since yesterday
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| Wake up darling the Colonel’s standing in the sun
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| With his stupid face the glasses and the gun
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| I know what happens
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| I read the book
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| I believe I just got the goodbye look
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| Won’t you pour me a Cuban breeze, Gretchen?
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| I know a fellow with a motor launch for hire
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| A skinny man with two-tone shoes
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| Cause tonight they’re arranging a small reception just for me
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| Behind the big casino by the sea
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| I know what happens
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| I read the book
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| I believe I just got the goodbye look |