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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(chorus)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 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(chorus)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 st tropez
I really need it, really need it, really really....
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