THE STATE DEPARTMENT SONG

A vacation in Havana was divine

There were sex acts and gambling and organised crime

At affordable prices every time

Then along came Castro



You should a been in old Nicaragua

For a dollar a day you owned Managua

Down on the beach we lived like millionaires

Standing on the verandah in our leisure wear

Reading Cosmo and Vanity Fair

And then they got Somoza



Magic nights in old El Salvador

We'd samba with the junta until four

My Spanish got so good

Gosh i felt creative

Some places you get shot

Just for going "native"



Summer fun in exotic Bolivia

Now this may seem like utter trivia

I met an old man in the market selling baskets

And i said: "Hey there "muchacho" whats your

income net?

You mean that i spend more in one day on my wife-

Than you are gonna make in your whole life? "

And he said: "Si si si Yankee No,

Si si si , Yankee Go!"

Once they used to holler for that Yankee dollar

Now they got Che Guevara

Where the hotels were five star-a!



Once we couldn't wait to fly down to Chile

Servants, Haciendas just hours away

Then the CIA got Allende

And General Pinochet was much more friendly

Still you hear it everywhere

Its in every market square

They say:

Si si si Yankee Go

Si si si Yankee No

Service has really slipped

Where we once over tipped



So if you are thinking South American Holiday

Get in your Chevrolet and stay

Find a little restaurant

Something "fun" and run- down

With tacos and frijoles, bull fight posters

All around

And after you've said your last: Ole!

Remember the good times get more expensive

Everyday

Cause we're running out of places

No more parking spaces

Yes, we're running out of places to go

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