ive seen the city i took the next flight for borneo they say its pretty i like the tee shirts in borneo some wear bob marley others in playboy or duvalier make the last plane come let me rise through the cloudy above with a book on borneo strangers come and go its such a waste of time problems far behind another day but even in springtime its a rich slice of life so send me a letter ill reply with a postcard that dusky mulatto in nylons and tattoos hot juice in coke bottles we dance in the sand well, they twirl and they tumble yes, they twirl and they tumble well, ill twirl and ill tumble ive been to leons hes got nine daughters and a stereo they say that leon watches from the tree tops in borneo when the road is mud everything stops with a thud thats the way it goes down yonder in borneo far beneath his mansion theres an open drain sending all the sewage down the hill but when the general shows movies no one hesitates to sneak from the jungle they laugh and they mumble enjoying the show and that dusky mulatto hot juice in coke bottles in blue jeans and tattoos well, they twirl and they tumble yes, they twirl and they tumble well, ill twirl and ill tumble i like the free world they say its pretty this time of year they tumble and twirl they tumble and twirl ill tumble and twirl etc.
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