I got a letter from a friend the other morning
he say it's hot down in montego bay
i got the point and now i think it's finally dawning
yeah, yeah, i got to get away
I got to take myself a permanent vacation
the sky's the limit but my plane won't fly
my nose is clean and lordie don't need no sedation
yeah, yeah, and that's the reason why
I really need it, really, really need st. tropez
i want a tan where the sun, it never shines
i really need it, really, really need st. tropez
you best believe it that i go to get away
I got a sister man she really got a pinhead
she think she kinky but she can't get straight
she say she livin' but i kinda think she brain dead
just excess baggage on a late night freight
I gotta take me on a permanent vacation
the girl's be cummin' down in cayman brack
i gotta hand it to a firm situation
yeah, yeah, i got to cut me some slack