Karaoké Banana Republic Jimmy Buffett

Down to the Banana Republic

Down to the tropical sun go the expatriated Americans hopin' to find some fun

Some of them go for the sailin' brought by the lure of the sea

Tryin' to find what is ailin' livin' in the land of the free

Some of them are runnin' to lovers

Leavin' no forward address

Some of them are runnin' tons of ganja

Some are runnin' from the IRS

Late at night you will find them in the cheap hotels and bars

Hustlin' the señoritas while they dance beneath the stars

Spendin' those renegade pesos on a bottle of rum and a lime

Singin' Give me some words

I can dance to or a melody that rhymes

First you learn the native custom

Soon a word of Spanish or two

You know that you cannot trust them 'cos they know they can't trust you

Expatriated American feelin' so all alone

Tellin' themselves the same lies that they told themselves back home

Down to the Banana Republics things aren't as warm as they seem

None of the natives are buyin' any second hand

American dreams

Late at night you will find them in the cheap hotels and bars

Hustlin' the señoritas while they dance beneath the stars

Spendin' those renegade pesos on a bottle of rum and a lime

Singin' Give me some words

I can dance to or a melody that rhymes

Down to the Banana Republics

Down to the tropical sun go the expatriated Americans hopin' to find some fun