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An American Dream by Linda Ronstadtالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

An American Dream by Linda Ronstadt

I beg your pardon momma
What did you say?
My mind was drifted off on Martinique Bay
It's not that I'm not interested you see
Augusta Georgia is just no place to be

I think Jamaican in the moonlight
Sandy beaches drinkin' rum every night
We got no money momma but we can go
We'll split the difference go to Coconut Grove

Keep on talkin' momma I can't hear
Your voice it tickles down inside of my ear
I feel a tropical vacation this year
Might be the answer to this hillbilly beer

I think Jamaican in the moonlight
Sandy beaches drinkin' rum every night
We got no money momma but we can go
We'll split the difference go to Coconut Grove

Voila! An American Dream
Well we can travel girl without any means
When it's as easy as closin' your eyes
And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign

Just keep talkin' momma I like that sound
It goes so easy with that rain fallin' down
I think a tropical vacation this year
Might be the answer to this hillbilly beer, and

Voila! An American Dream
Yeah we can travel girl without any means
When it's as easy as closin' your eyes
And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign

Just think Jamaican in the moonlight
Sandy beaches drinkin' rum every night
We got no money momma but we can go
Split the difference go to Coconut Grove

Writer : BYROM, MONTY C/NEUHAUSER, DAVID/LETSCH, GLEN/BYROM, STAN
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing