Letras
Well, he came down on vacation
'Cause he liked the tropic sun
Margaritas and the music
Made it all seem fun
He bought a piece of heaven
On the Caribbean sea
He's a happy little camper in Belize
He began to build a condo
But the labor cost was high
His partner stole his money
That left him high and dry
His land is still a mud hole
Where you sink up to your knees
And he's just another gringo in Belize
He's a planner, he's a dreamer
He's a sordid little schemer
Seems to think that money grows on trees
He's a whiner, he's a loser
He's a pot head, he's a boozer
He's just another gringo in Belize
Well, he used to have a girlfriend
But now he can't afford her
Since one of his investments
Got busted at the border
He wasted all his money
Paying bribes and fines and fees
And he's just another gringo in Belize
So he sold his motorcycle
And somebody stole his boat
They ran it on the reef
And now the damn thing just won't float
The only thing that's free
Is mud, mosquitoes and the breeze
And he's just another gringo in Belize
He's a planner, he's a dreamer
He's a sordid little schemer
Seems to think that money grows on trees
He's a whiner, he's a loser
He's a pot head, he's a boozer
He's just another gringo in Belize
Now he'll drink a beer for breakfast
He'll chase it with rum punch
He's smoking up his dinners
He's snorting up his lunch
He's been wasting on the mainland
Now he's stoned out in the Keys
And he's just another gringo in Belize
He's a planner, he's a dreamer
He's a sordid little schemer
Seems to think that money grows on trees
He's a whiner, he's a loser
He's a pot head, he's a boozer
He's just another gringo in Belize
He's just another gringo in Belize
Sounds like a pretty good goddamned life to me