Letra de Banana Republics - Jimmy Buffett

Down to the banana republics, down to the tropical sun

Go the expatriated Americans hopin' to find some fun

Some of them go for the sailing, called by the lure of the sea

Tryin' to find what is ailing living in the land of the free

Some of them are running from lovers

Leaving no forward address

Some of them are running tons of ganja

Some are running from the IRS

Late at night, you will find them in the cheap hotels and bars

Hustling the señoritas while they dance beneath the stars

Spending those renegade pesos on a bottle of rum and a lime

Singin' "Give me some words I can dance to or a melody that rhymes"

First you learn the native customs, soon a word of Spanish or two

You know that you cannot trust them 'cause they know they can't trust you

Expatriated Americans feelin' so all alone

Telling themselves the same lies that they told themselves back home

Down to the banana republics, things aren't as warm as they seem

None of the natives are buying any second-hand American dreams

Late at night, you will find them in the cheap hotels and bars

Hustling the señoritas while they dance beneath the stars

Spending those renegade pesos on a bottle of rum and a lime

Singin' "Give me some words I can dance to or a melody that rhymes"

Down to the banana republics, down to the tropical sun

Go the expatriated Americans hopin' to find some fun

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