I got a letter from a friend the other morning. He say it's hot down in Montego Bay. I got the point and now I think it's finally dawning. Yeah yeah I got to get away. I got to take myself a permanent vacation. The sky's the limit but my plane won't fly. My nose is clean and lord it don't need no sedation. Yeah yeah and that's the reason why. I really need it really really need St. Tropez. I want a tan where the sun it never shines. I really need it really really need St. Tropez. You best believe it that I got to get away. I got a sister man she really got a pinhead. She think she's kinky but she can't get straight. She say she livin' but I kinda think she's brain dead. Just excess baggage on a late night freight. Chorus. I gotta take me on a permanent vacation. The girl's be comin' down in Cayman Brack. I gotta hand it to a firm situation. Yeah yeah I got to cut me some slack.