Voila, An American Dream Testo

I beg your pardon, momma, what did you say My mind was drifting on a Martinique day It's not that I'm not interested, you see Augusta, Georgia, is just no place to be Just think Jamaica in the moonlight Sandy beaches, drinking run every night We got no money, momma, but we can go We'll split the difference and go to Coconut Grove Just keep on talkin', momma, I can hear Your voice, it tickes down inside of my ear I feel a tropical vacation this year Could be the answer to that hillbilly beer Just think Jamaica in the moonlight Sandy beaches, drinking run every night We got no money, momma, but we can go We'll split the difference and go to Coconut Grove Voila, an American dream We can travel, girl, without any means When it's just as easy as closing your eyes And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign Just keep on talkin', momma, I like that sound It goes so good with the rain falling down I feel a tropical vacation this year Might be the answer to this hillbilly beer Just think Jamaica in the moonlight Sandy beaches, drinking run every night We got no money, momma, but we can go We'll split the difference and go to Coconut Grove