Rubberneck Lyrics

(flight attendant ...)
Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. please fasten your seatbelts. we are nearing
Jamaica -- one of the "beguiling isles," born of earth's torments. whu-nu-nu-nu's
Airlines is pleased to announce our new rubberneck helper evening tour at the
Wide river. your pulse will thrive in the pervasive beat as you wile away the night to
Calypso music played with torches. yes, you in the third world, snap on a palm leaf and
Receive a complimentary electrifying Warhol cut and free glass of Tia Maria. don't be
Alarmed if you feel a little turbulence during touchdown. it's merely the Rastaman Vibration!

Da, da-doo
Da, doo
Da, da-doo
Doo
Da, da-doo
Da, doo
Da, da-doo
Doo

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Rubberneck
Do you want buy ganja
Rubberneck
Do you want to follow me home
Rubberneck
We're gonna' get your money
Rubberneck
We're gonna' cut you never go home

Had enough of workin'
I need a rest, I need a piece of paradise
Been inside for so long
Ain't seen the sun and my skin's turnin' grey to white
Heard a man on the street talkin'
He and his old lady havin' warm Caribbean nights
So, I go to Jamaica and all they tell me is ...

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Oh, sweet Jamaica
Sleepy little island in the middle of the deep blue sea
They got herb the best in the world
A place every red-blooded hippie should be, yeah
So, I go pack my bag make a plane
'cause the man's talkin' warm Caribbean nights
Here I go to Jamaica ... to Jamaica ... and all the natives go ...

Da, da-doo
Da, doo
Da, da-doo
Doo
Da, da-doo
Da, doo
Da, da-doo
Doo
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Had enough Jamaica
I need a rest, I need a piece of paradise
No more Rasta red
Will a knife 'bout to cut my throat, yeah, and all that jive, no
So, I go pack my bag
Make a plane for the states before it's too late. ah, bye-bye
To Jamaica ...

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