Almost Jamaica

She was born in Dakota

Where she froze to death each winter

But she dreamed about the islands

By the fire burning splinters

It was almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica

It was almost real nice

So she moved out on the border

With the sunshine but no sea breeze

Though she could not drink the water

Some of the streets were lined with palm trees

It was almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica

It was almost real nice

Electric fan on the table

Shower is her waterfall

She may never have Jamaica

But in her mind she has it all

And it was almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica

It was almost real nice

She loved the hurricane warnings

And the tropical breeze

She loves coconuts and love songs

With a little reggae please

It was almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica

It was almost real nice

Almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica

It was almost real nice

It was almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica, Jamaica (Jamaica)

It was almost real nice

Almost Jamaica

Almost paradise

It was almost Jamaica, Jamaica (Jamaica)

It was almost real nice

It was almost Jamaica

Almost paradise