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!