| Dennis Wolf
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| Well he came down on vacation, 'cause he liked the tropic sun
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| Margaritas and the music, made it all seem fun
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| He bought a piece of heaven on the Carribean seas
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| He’s a happy little camper in Belize
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| He began to build a condo, but the labor cost was high
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| His partner stole his money, that left him high and dry
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| His land is still a mudhole, where you sink up to your knees
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| And he’s just another gringo in Belize
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| He’s a planner, he’s a dreamer, he’s a sordid little schemer
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| Seems to think that money grows on trees
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| He’s a whiner, he’s a loser, he’s a pothead, he’s a boozer
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| He’s just another gringo in Belize
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| Well he used to have a girlfriend that now he can’t afford
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| Since one of his investments got busted at the border
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| He wasted all his money paying bribes and fines and fees
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| And he’s just another gringo in Belize
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| Oh, he sold his motorcycle, somebody stole his boat
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| They ran it on the reef and now the damn thing just won’t float
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| The only thing’s that free is mud, mosquitoes and the breeze |
| And he’s just another gringo in Belize |