Nothing like sitting in the sand on a beautiful beach. Special thanks to Tammy Swindell for final mastering.
Written for the Reggae challege at the CBC.
Came from Kingston an hour ago,
Gonna see the Jamaican sand,
Gonna find us a little bungalo, with a bamboo ceiling fan,
I can see us now, out on the Jamaican sand,
Basking in the sun, getting us a golden tan.
Hired us a guide, his name is Ramone,
with dreadlocks to his knees.
He gonna show us all around,
Gonna show us the nicest beach,
I can see us now, out on the Jamaican sand,
Basking in the sun, gettin us a golden tan.
Whoooa, look at that Ramone, that chick doesn't have anything on.
He, he, he, that’s because this is a nude beach.
Nude beach ?
I asked you to show us the nicest beach,
He, he, he, I thought you said a nudist beach,
Oh, I hope my wife doesn't find out,
He, he, Too late mon, she's lying over there.
Wow, now I know why she wanted to come to Jamaica.
He, he, he, she’s a pretty smart lady.
Well, if you can't beat em join em,
Honey, can you please hand me that sunblock,
Hey mon, when your done with the sunblock, can you pass it to me too, I'm getting a little burned.
Ahhhh, What a nice day !