Caribbean

Have you ever been down to Haiti

When the summer sun was sinkin' low

There's nothing but romance just every where you glance

And the native hearts are all aglow

But when the Cuban Queen comes upon the scene

They all stare like a statue out of stone

When they realize what's before their eyes

The other girls are left all alone

Down in the Caribbean it's not a dream you're seein'

When you get a glimpse of the lady with the charm

And from miles away you can see her sway

To the beat of the Cuban Conga line that forms

Up in a tree so high way up in the sky

Sits a wide eyed monkey on a limb

He wonders why the people go to so much trouble

Just to try to be like him

He doesn't understand that it's a lady's hand

That makes a heart feel so sublime

And before too long he starts singing the song

And then he gets in the Conga line

Columbus searched for spices

But he missed the nicest part of the Caribbean

He didn't see the charms and the open arms

It was the gold that he was seein'

But I'm glad he missed the sweetest thing I've kissed

'Cause we're on our honeymoon

I'm so sorry, Chris, to talk about you like this

But you were five hundred years too soon

Down in the Caribbean