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American Dream

I beg your pardon, mama,
what did you say
My mind was drifting off
on Martinique Bay
It's not that
I'm not interested, you see
Augusta, Georgia
is just no place to be

I think Jamaican
in the moonlight
Sandy beaches,
drinking rum every night
We got no money, mama,
 but we can go
We'll split the difference,
go to Coconut Grove

Keep on talking, mama,
I can hear
Your voice, it tickles
down inside of my ear
I feel a tropical vacation
this year
Might be the answer
to this hillbilly beer

I think Jamaican
in the moonlight
Sandy beaches,
drinking rum every night
We got no money, mama,
but we can go
We'll split the difference,
go to Coconut Grove

Voila! An American Dream
Well, we can travel girl,
without any means
When it's as easy
as closing your eyes
And dream Jamaica
is a big neon sign

Just keep talking, mama,
I like that sound
It goes so easy
with that rain falling down
I think a tropical vacation
this year
Might be the answer
to this hillbilly fear

Voila! An American Dream
Yeah, we can travel, girl,
without any means
When it's as easy
as closing your eyes
And dream Jamaica
is a big neon sign

Just think Jamaican
in the moonlight
Sandy beaches,
drinking rum every night
We got no money, mama,
but we can go
We'll split the difference,
go to Coconut Grove

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