Well, I'm a stranger in this jungleland Le Crazy Americain The natives speak my name in fear And with my semi-automatic, man, they know I'm here Mercenary, get your gun (load 'em up) Mercenary Well, I'll see you in a week Down in Costa Rica Well, I'm a soldier of fortune if the price is right In brightest day, in blackest night The rebels have my sentiment But, I'm being paid by the government Mercenary, get your gun (only 21 – poor boy) Mercenary Well, I'll see you in a week Down in Costa Rica Look out I'm just outside the rebel camp The air is thick, the ground is damp One false move could mean my life Well, it's a dirty job, but the money's nice Mercenary Mercenary See you in a week Down in Costa Rica See you in a week Down in Costa Rica See you in a week Down in Costa Rica