Down to the Banana Republics
Down to the tropical sun
Go the expatriated American
Hopin' to find some fun

Some of them go for the sailing
Brought by the lure of the sea
Tryin' to find what is ailing
Living in the land of the free
Some of them are running to 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 senioritas
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 custom
Soon a word of Spanish or two

Sing with the song of Jimmy Buffett, Banana Republics lyrics!

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

Expatriated American 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 senioritas
while they dance beneath the stars
Spending those renegade pesos
On a bottle of rum and a lime
Singing 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

jimmy buffett

Artist Information

Name:	James William Buffett
Profile:	Born December 25, 1946 in Pascagoula, Mississippi. Singer, songwriter, actor (Repoman, Congo, Club Dread), and author has inspired a cult following of "Parrotheads" and now a second generation known as a "Parakeets". Buffett began his recording career in Nashville, TN recording country-rock in the 1960's but finally releasing his first record in 1970 and then moving to Key West to develope his beach bum attitude.
Albums / OSTs:	a white sport coat and a pink crustacean a1a banana wind barometer soup beach house on the moon boats, beaches, bars & ballads changes in latitudes, changes in attitud christmas island coconut telegraph down to earth far side of the world feeding frenzy floridays fruitcakes havana daydreamin' high cumberland jubilee hoot hot water last mango in paris license to chill off to see the lizard one particular harbour riddles in the sand somewhere over china son of a son of a sailor urban cowboy volcano you had to be there Click here to view All Albums and Song Lyrics of Jimmy Buffett!