OK. Now this one is for those of you that feel stuck in the hustle and bustle of the big city life. I want you to close your eyes and escape to the tropics with me for a minute.... Not sure what has gotten into me tonight. Guess I just feel like sharing

Walk up the beach to my hidden spot.
Its an island tropicanna melting pot.
You can lay in the sand and let your brain rot.
Or you can sit with me and make barrel knots.

Everyday is the same for me.
I cook up some special recipe.
Grilled Grouper is my speciality.
I love to celebrate Goombay.

A thousand bridges to get here.
Burn one and the water is hot.
A million reasons to be here.
Belly up and order a shot.
Fish all day. Dance all night.
Get lost in the rum.
Steel drums and calypso music
Let your mind get numb.

Visit me and you might be swayed.
To leave your cube in the slave trade.
Show a wahine that you're not cliche'
Watch her dance and you may get ( leid )

So come walk with me on my beach.
We'll sip conconuts and daquires.
Maybe switch to a Cassiri.
This is my life. I am free.