Down to the Banana Republics
Down to the tropical sun
Hopin' to find some fun
Some of them go for the sailing
Caught by the lure of the sea
Tryin' to find what is ailing
Livin' in the land of the free
Some of them are running from lovers
Leaving no forward address
Some of them are running tons of ganja
some are running from the I.R.S
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Late at night you will find them
In the cheap hotels and bars
Hustling the senioritas
While they dance beneath the stars
Spending those renegade pesos
On a bottle of rum and a lime
Singin' give me some words I can dance to
Or a mel - ody that rhymes
First you learn the native customs
Down to the Banana Republics
Things aren't as warm as they seem
Hopin' to find some fun
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