Lyrics of
Boston

She comes from Boston, works at the jewelry store
Down in the harbor, where the ferries come to shore
She never really knew how good it would feel
To finally find herself, in a place so warm and real
She wears a Red Sox cap, to hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England is different now and dead
at all the local bars,
she flirts and tells the boys while they're talking
Sheee's from Boston
She comes from Boston, talks to her family now and then
Through emails and postcards, she tries to explain to them
That education and occupation will have to wait for now
She loves the Rasta reggae rhythms, her dreams have changed somehow
She wears a Red Sox cap, to hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England is different now and dead
at all the local bars,
she flirts and tells the boys while they're talking
Sheee's from Boston
Her toes dig deep, and deeper in the sand
She's seduced by the sunset and her new life ahead
She wears a Red Sox cap, to hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England is different now and dead
at all the local bars,
she flirts and tells the boys while they're talking
Sheee's from Boston
She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
From Boston
She came to this island from Boston