Babe I'm leaving the country You know I just gotta go This record company bull-shit It breaks my heart, they rape my soul And they're only after the dollars And they're dollars, they're dollars They're house in the hills I'm gonna break free from this saccharine sunshine gold mine Head to where the blood can spill So come on down to Cuba Come play in the sand We can drink and go scuba We'll make love out on the beach And then we'll run Ahhhhh-ahhhhhhh Away from the world And I will be your jungle hero And you, you, you can be my girl I'm gonna go down to Cuba I'm gonna make me some brand new friends I'm gonna wait for the country to open And when the music-mother-fuckers try to move right in I'm gonna be there already waiting With my long-range rifle and a perfect plan And when they're all walking onto the door mat I'm gonna say I want my wham, bam, thank you and Come on down to Cuba Come play in the sand We can drink and go scuba We'll make love out on the beach And then we'll run Ahhhhh-ahhhhhhh Away from the world And I will be your jungle hero And you, you, you can be my girl Don't tell me that I'm crazy You know that I'm right Sometimes we have to run To fight So come on down to Cuba Come play in the sand We can drink and go scuba We'll make love out on the beach And then we'll run out Away from the world And I will be your jungle hero And you, you, you can be my girl You, you, you can be my girl Come on down