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At home he feels like a tourist At home he feels like a tourist He fills his head with culture He gives himself an ulcer He fills his head with
laying low off to a flying start Play my guitar in the Caribbean sun Hang with the locals at the Quiet Mon Where you can be a tourist, a beach bum,
Nowadays, the big cities are modern theme parks for tourists, hipsters, VIP. I can't hear the birds singing, but I can hear the sound of the trolley
destination Maybe I'll get a souvenir Like how tourists do A little something to remember A place I'll never come back to Ooh ooh ooh ooh Just a tourist
You be lacking the whole vibe looking like a tourist That's why you lying in that church while they sing the chorus I done seen the trap turn some
The girls like to talk to me For reasons I don't know I'm just a tourist out of season For reasons I don't know For reasons I don't know I'm just a tourist
tourist who flies high who flies high Who flies high All to please this Gringo tourist who flies high He’s gonna fall from the Sky Fall from the Sky
Haven't woke up in a minute I got wonderland in mind I got wonderland in mind I go find you in the forest We get twisted like some tourist She get
bleeding Mary, feeling gypsy king But you've got no idea the trouble that I'm in Unlucky in love, unlucky in love I'm the last sex tourist on the bus Why
up to christ, I see the light Don't tell me that you mine, so why you don't act like it Why you don't fight for it No, I don't date tourists (no, I
the forest In my own mind I'm only a tourist Ice-ice-ice-ice-ice-ice cold, flying, floating through the forest In my own mind I'm only a tourist Ice-ice-ice
breed, leaders, stand up, organize We live in a world overrun by tourists Tourists, eighty-nine flowers on their back Inventors of the accu-jack They
breed, leaders, stand up, organize We live in a world overrun by tourists Tourists, eighty-nine flowers on their back Inventors of the accu-jack They
[Chorus:] Round trip, hip-grip, bullshit, fit, hit Groovin' away in the heat of the car Round trip, hip-grip, tourist's madness Sweating away in
the tourists, Vanzetti Around your Plymouth Rock Black glasses, sun goggles, an' glasses Smoked glasses to block out the light I see 'em come here as you've
tourists on a bus Now the skies are watching us Tantalus, Tantalus, we are tourists on a bus Now the skies are watching us Tantalus, Tantalus, we are
At home he feels like a tourist At home he feels like a tourist He fills his head with culture He gives himself an ulcer He fills his head with
everything's sweet for me that's a treat ‘Cos I'm on the beat Pete Swing my truncheon merrily try to teach the blind to see Move a lady for a seat a tourist
me. And you know that you gon be all right with me yeah you gon be all right with me . Feelin like a tourist, you a sight to see Yeah. You a sight
to Paris And I had to go hang in the streets So now we don't talk But that's quite alright You were a tourist in my town Saw all your photos and pretty
THE TOURIST Writer Wynn Stewart and Curtis Leach Copyright 1965 I was just a tourist out on the great white way Where lights make night as bright
brother That's that creek squad bitch When rollin' through my city I see changes I see tourists pissin' on the Street in front of ladies I see locals
thinking I'm a tourist, I'm a West Indian (Part Yardie, Bajan) Born ah England and a true African (Ahh) I'm gonna take it cool for a day Just feel
Feeling the spirit i hope that you hear it You know that this music right here is the purest I'll show that bitch around like she a tourist I put my
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