Lyrics

The Great Escape

Well the surf is up - I got my suntan lotion
A towel and umbrella - on the sand by the ocean
I came down last minute - all inclusive
I got a return ticket - but no plans to use it

Salsa rhythms drift from a little cantina - troubles melt away
I down here - on the Great Escape


Got a little red scooter - a mask and a snorkel
There?s a reef round the point - with lots of fish and coral
A whole other world just below the surface
That don't care about the markets - in Tokyo and Paris

The manic murmurs of Wall Street - grow fainter by the day
I down here - on the Great Escape


Bridge:
Got a high maintenance girl - with great expectations
In New York - back in the Village
A high tech, high pressure job, in a stressed out nation
Where folks live to work - instead of working to live

After my week is up - at the five star hotel
I?ll rent a palapa from Jose Emanuel
When you can live like a king on twenty bucks a day
I don't if I'll ever want to - go back to the states
Who would ever want to - go back to the states?

Now the sun is setting, there?s a warm breeze blowing, coconut trees sway
I down here - on the Great Escape

Copyright 2005, Ron Tines