So I'll Put On My Bob Marley

Forget That Blind Ambition, And Learn To Trust Your Intuition.

Yes, I Am A Pirate Two Hundred Years Too Late.

Come Back, Come Back, Back To Jamaica Don't You Know We Made A Big Mistaika We Would Be So Sad If You Told Us Goodbye And We Promise Not To Shoot You Out Of The Sky!

I Got Quarters In My Loafers Trying To Fight Inflation When It Only Used To Take A Cent.

I Just Want To Live Happily Ever After, Every Now And Then.