She was born in Dakota Where she froze to death each winter But she dreamed about the islands By the fire burning splinters
It was almost Jamaica Almost paradise It was almost Jamaica It was almost real nice
So she moved out on the border With the sunshine but no sea breeze Though she could not drink the water Some of the streets were lined with palm trees
It was almost Jamaica Almost paradise It was almost Jamaica It was almost real nice
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Electric fan on the table Shower is her waterfall She may never have Jamaica But in her mind she has it all
And it was almost Jamaica Almost paradise It was almost Jamaica It was almost real nice
She loved the hurricane warnings And the tropical breeze She loves coconuts and love songs With a little reggae please
It was almost Jamaica Almost paradise It was almost Jamaica It was almost real nice
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Almost Jamaica Almost paradise It was almost Jamaica, Jamaica (Jamaica) It was almost real nice It was almost Jamaica Almost paradise It was almost Jamaica, Jamaica (Jamaica) It was almost real niceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.