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Albums:

Merry Christmas from Kapena (Kapena) · Kapena Collection (Kapena) · Kapena Collection, Vol. 2 (Kapena) · Kapena and More (Kapena) · Kapena Is Da Crew (Kapena) · Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby, Baby, Baby (Mindy Carson) · Baby Love: Baby & Friends (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Baby, Baby All the Time (Jack Wood) – and 90 other albums »


a dip into the ocean, baby, it's been too long
Since I had this much good time with my tropical girl
You so wonderful, girl, be my tropical girl
Never had the good things only money can buy.
I drive my car but I haven't got a car to drive.
Never had a holiday in the tropical sun,
good times
surprise to learn that 
That's where babies come from 

Remove your grace and ease 
Try to avoid even the casual relationship to cheese 
Girl I'm on my
a beautiful place.

Everywhere I wanna be in this life
Is here by your side, baby
All I ever wanna do is get lost in lovin' you
Long as you're with me I'm
won't find any regret in my eyes
'cause I'm still lookin at you

[Chorus]

Baby, in my heart I know
There's nothin' as beautiful as you

[Chorus:
I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky
When the children were babies and played on the beach
You came up behind me, I saw you go by
You were always so
ROSALIA 
Puerto Rico, 
You lovely island . . . 
Island of tropical breezes. 
Always the pineapples growing, 
Always the coffee blossoms blowing
Puerto Rico, You lovely island,
Island of tropical breezes.
Always the pineapples growing,
Always the coffee blossom blowing.

Puerto Rico, You
Puerto Rico, You lovely island,
Island of tropical breezes.
Always the pineapples growing,
Always the coffee blossom blowing.

Puerto Rico, You
nobody's fool, 
She plays by the rules, 
Ah, she loves me too
She's a lady

Yea, I found a woman in Texas, who's now such a part of my life
Yea, I
surgery
It's on the very top floor
You'll feel so quiet there
You'll want to go and see
And have some more

There's flowers in my garden, baby
But it's
I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky,
When the children were babies and played on the beach.
You came up behind me, I saw you go by,
You were
ROSALIA 
Puerto Rico, 
You lovely island . . . 
Island of tropical breezes. 
Always the pineapples growing, 
Always the coffee blossoms blowing
Hold ya up, stay on yo case, often squeeze you tight
Ya know I need ya by my side each and every night
She tell me things she can't live without her
ROSALIA 
Puerto Rico, 
You lovely island . . . 
Island of tropical breezes. 
Always the pineapples growing, 
Always the coffee blossoms blowing
tryin' to slave the babies

Hey yo they didn't know the cop was crooked, he had blow out in
Brooklyn
All this while he let the fiends cook it
The base
Puerto Rico, You lovely island,
Island of tropical breezes.
Always the pineapples growing,
Always the coffee blossom blowing.

Puerto Rico, You
Puerto Rico, You lovely island,
Island of tropical breezes.
Always the pineapples growing,
Always the coffee blossom blowing.

Puerto Rico, You
I really can't stay
Baby it's cold outside
I gotta go away
Baby it's cold outside
This evening has been
Been hoping that you'd drop by
So very
would make every one of my dreams come true 

Baby  there ain't no need for you to worry 

'cause you can turn your back on me 

You know that I'll
Puerto Rico, You lovely island,
Island of tropical breezes.
Always the pineapples growing,
Always the coffee blossom blowing.

Puerto Rico, You
ROSALIA 
Puerto Rico, 
You lovely island . . . 
Island of tropical breezes. 
Always the pineapples growing, 
Always the coffee blossoms blowing
fast
And I don't even need a G pa** I'm pa** that
I'm pa**in' 'em out now and you can't have that
And my chain Toucan Sam that
Tropical colors you
pass that
I'm passin' 'em out now and you can't have that
And my chain Toucan Sam that
Tropical colors you can't match that
Gotta be abstract
You catch
a put you out

Ridin' by myself well really not really
So heavy in the trunk make the car pop-a-wheelie
Who? Weezy Baby or call me Young Baby
My