A Ship in the Caribbean Sea 1974
Chorus:
A ship, in the Caribbean Sea
Green lemon, pineapple and coffee
The air is soft like girls’ cheeks
Green lemon, pineapple and coffee
Cooking isn’t too tiring
You just wait for the flying fish
Through the porthole, all pretty, all shiny
They fall right into my pot
Hoist the sail and pull on the winch
That’s our job as poor sailors
The captain often shouts at us
Must be to pass the time
The biggest, the most beautiful ship
Wouldn’t get far on the water
If there weren’t for its sailors
Banana cream and coconut punch
Things don’t always go as we want
Monday is sunny, Sunday it rains
One day love, one day songs
There’s always some compensation