Banana Republics 歌词

	Written：Steve Goodman/Jim Rothermel/Steve Burgh
	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, caught by the lure of the sea
	Tryin' to find what is ailing, livin' in the land of the free
	Some of them are running from lovers, leaving no foreward address
	Some of them are running tons of ganja
	Some are running from the I.R.S.
	Chorus:
	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 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
	Chorus:
	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
	Down to the Banana Republics, down to the tropical sun
	Go the expatriated Americans hopin' to find some fun

	Written: Steve Goodman Jim Rothermel Steve Burgh
	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, caught by the lure of the sea
	Tryin' to find what is ailing, livin' in the land of the free
	Some of them are running from lovers, leaving no foreward address
	Some of them are running tons of ganja
	Some are running from the I. R. S.
	Chorus:
	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 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 secondhand American dreams
	Chorus:
	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
	Down to the Banana Republics, down to the tropical sun
	Go the expatriated Americans hopin' to find some fun

	Written: Steve Goodman Jim Rothermel Steve Burgh
	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, caught by the lure of the sea
	Tryin' to find what is ailing, livin' in the land of the free
	Some of them are running from lovers, leaving no foreward address
	Some of them are running tons of ganja
	Some are running from the I. R. S.
	Chorus:
	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 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 secondhand American dreams
	Chorus:
	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
	Down to the Banana Republics, down to the tropical sun
	Go the expatriated Americans hopin' to find some fun

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