| Hey come away to Belize with me, show you how simple life can be
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| Long hazy days in the sun
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| Where it seems everyone has a smile when we meet
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| Under blue skies and emerald seas, warm winds and those coconut trees
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| They say your heart never leaves, once you’ve been down to Belize
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| In daylight the sunlight chases the grey lights of lingering night
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| Down by the beach a lone hare
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| And he keeps his eye on the fish in the tide
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| But I hear the boats, of the fisherman going to the flats where the bonefishes
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| run
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| And the folks of San Pedro, all driving the same road, start their long day in
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| the sun
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| So, let’s get a boat, and some snorkels and go on out to the reef
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| We’ll leave the fat folks, who wear shoes and white socks with cameras back on
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| the beach
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| There’s no pain or sorrow, down by the coral and Susan and Brownie and me
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| And we’ll fish by the reef, for some snappers to eat, as we race the ray back
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| to the beach
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| So at sunset we’ll go sit, way out on the old deck, till the pink light is gone
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| From a funky old bar, I can hear a guitar playing, playing a down island song |
| The moon on the water, the pina colada, something you just gotta see
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| And that’s when you start to notice your heart, has fallen in love with Belize |