Permanent Vacation

I got a letter from a friend the other morning

He say it's hot down by 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 got to get away

I got a sister, man she really got a pin head

She'll think she kinky but she can't get straight

She say she livin', but I kinda think she's brain dead

Just excess baggage on a late night freight

I really need it, really really need St. Tropez

I want a tan where the sun if never shines

I really need it, really really need it St. Tropez

You best believe it that I got to get away

Oh, my, my, my, my, my!

(Yeah, yeah)

(Yeah yeah)

(Yeah yeah)

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, got to cut me some slack

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 it

I really need it, really need it, really really, ow!