I got a letter from a friend the other morning He say it's hot down by montego bay I got the point and now I think it's finally dawning Yeah, yeah, I got to get away
I got to take myself a permanent vacation The sky's the limit, but my plane won't fly My nose is clean and lordie don't need no sedation Yeah, yeah, and that's the reason why
(chorus) I really need it, really, really need st tropez I want a tan where the sun it never shines I really need it, really, really need st tropez You best believe it that I got to get away
I got a sister, man she really got a pin head She think she kinky but she can't get straight She say she livin', but I kinda think she's brain dead Just excess baggage on a late night freight
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I gotta take me on a permanent vacation The girl's be cummin' down in cayman brack I gotta hand it to a firm situation Yeah, yeah, got to cut me some slack
I really need it, really, really need st tropez I want a tan where the sun it never shines I really need it, really, really need st tropez I really need it, really need it, really really....
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