Banana Republics lyrics

Artist  : Jimmy Buffett 
Song : Banana Republics
 
By: steve goodman, jim rothermel, steve burgh
1977
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