Trouble In Paradise
James Reyne
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Freshly - showered jet jockey's In the Chico Club bar Drinking neat Wild Turkey They smoke Havana Cigars Screaming MIG fighter In the Latin night Big steel freighter To dock they might And the soldier had his problems On and on it goes Please excuse me Well it's all buckles and bows Say goodbye We gotta fly There's trouble in paradise Say goodbye They were moving on the noon tide Along the bustling breeze Gunning in a speed boat Along the Florida Keys All that dirty money The Don Manuel All that artillery They're going straight to hell to hell And we've all got our problems Each and everyday We could all move to Noosa But that's not running away Say goodbye And we've all got our problems Each and everyday We could all move to Miami But that's not running away
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Written by: JAMES MICHAEL REYNE, MARK HOLMES GREIG
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