Original lyrics

EN

I beg your pardon mama what did you say My mind was drifting on a Martinque day It's not that I'm not interested you see Augusta Georgia is just no place to be Just think Jamaica in the moonlight Sandy beaches drinking rum every night We've got no money mama but we can go We'll split the difference and go to Coconut grove Just keep on talking momma I can hear Your voice it tickles down inside of my ear I feel a tropical vacation this year Might be the answer to that Hillbilly beer Oh just think Jamaica... Voila an American dream 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 on talking mama I like that sound It goes so good with that rain pouring down I feel a tropical vacation this year Might be the answer to that Hillbilly beer Oh just think Jamaica...