Cuba

Babe I'm leaving the country
 You know I just gotta go
 This record company bull-shit
 It breaks my heart, they rape my soul
 And they're only after the dollars
 And they're dollars, they're dollars
 They're house in the hills
 I'm gonna break free from this saccharine sunshine gold mine
 Head to where the blood can spill
 So come on down to Cuba
 Come play in the sand
 We can drink and go scuba
 We'll make love out on the beach
 And then we'll run
 Ahhhhh-ahhhhhhh
 Away from the world
 And I will be your jungle hero
 And you, you, you can be my girl
 I'm gonna go down to Cuba
 I'm gonna make me some brand new friends
 I'm gonna wait for the country to open
 And when the music-mother-fuckers try to move right in
 I'm gonna be there already waiting
 With my long-range rifle and a perfect plan
 And when they're all walking onto the door mat
 I'm gonna say I want my wham, bam, thank you and
 Come on down to Cuba
 Come play in the sand
 We can drink and go scuba
 We'll make love out on the beach
 And then we'll run
 Ahhhhh-ahhhhhhh
 Away from the world
 And I will be your jungle hero
 And you, you, you can be my girl
 Don't tell me that I'm crazy
 You know that I'm right
 Sometimes we have to run
 To fight
 So come on down to Cuba
 Come play in the sand
 We can drink and go scuba
 We'll make love out on the beach
 And then we'll run out
 Away from the world
 And I will be your jungle hero
 And you, you, you can be my girl
 You, you, you can be my girl
 Come on down