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!