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Caribbean Queens

from Expat EP by Golden Birds

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Boys

Buckle up aboard a time machine
Leave your books behind for island queens
Young man understand this land sprung us from its loins
& bro I know how it may seem
But you’ll see they share the same dream
It’s a tribute to the girls upstream
C’mon take one for the team

Oy save that exploitation talk for seminar
Why try be something other than what you are
Red blood in you is hot
Why pretend like it’s not
Vacation's no time to get all coy
So loosen up & let your sail unfurl
& lighten up to dive down for a pearl
I know you’ve dreamed about the upstream girl
Go on & give one a whirl

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Goys & gringos are probably all she ever gets
All hazy accents & heavy pets
& fuzzy love under mosquito nets
As the sun sets on her stack of coins
Well I won’t make her make it with another drone
I’ll give her the pride of riding one of her own
It will bolster her hope
It will help her to cope
It will bring her a little joy

It’s not my fault that she’s shit outta luck
But I’ll buy her a week where she won’t feel so stuck
God knows she’s been dreaming of a downstream buck

Alright
OK
What the fuck

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from Expat EP, released December 31, 2012
Music by Billy Joel; title by Billy Ocean, almost; words by Golden Birds.

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