Almost Jamaica - The Bellamy Brothers

She was born in Dakota

Where she froze to death each winter

But she dreamed about the islands

By the fire burning splendour.

It was almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica

It was almost real nice.

So she moved down on the border

With the sunshine but no seaweed

Though she could not drink the water

Some of the streets were lined with palm trees

It was almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica

It was almost real nice.

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Electric fan on the table

Shower is her waterfall

She may never have Jamaica

But in her mind she has it all.

And it was almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica

It was almost real nice.

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She loved their hurricane warnings

And the tropical breeze

She loves coconuts and love songs

With a little reggae breeze.

It was almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica

It was almost real nice.

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It was almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica

It was almost real nice.

It was almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica

It was almost real nice.

It was almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica

It was almost real nice.

It was almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica

It was almost real nice…