Lyrics:
A Miami friend of mine
Said he had spend some time
With a Bahamian Girl
He met on vacation
He said they had so much fun
That he wish it were never done
How he miss the sand and sun
And the sweet libations
He said I think I’m in love
My Bahama girl is all I’m thinkin of
So I’m goin’ back
To my Bahama Mama
I miss my baby
I’m goin crazy
I’m goin’ back
To my Bahama Mama
My Bahama baby
Oy Oy
Love me
Oy Oy
Hold me
Oy Oy
Squeeze me
Oy Oy
Hug me
Oy Oy
Touch me
Oy Oy
Feel me
Oy Oy
Kiss me
Oy Oy
Please me
She said to me I don’t know
If you really have to go
Think about your job and so
and you wife and family
He turned and said pleadingly
Xanadu is calling me
There’s where I met my glee
And my life long fancy?
He said I think I’m in love
My Bahama girl is all I’m thinkin of
So I’m goin’ back
To my Bahama Mama
I miss my baby
I’m goin’ crazy
So I’m goin’ back
To my Bahama Mama
My Bahama baby
Oy Oy
Love me
Oy Oy
Hold me
Oy Oy
Squeeze me
Oy Oy
Hug me
Oy Oy
Touch me
Oy Oy
Feel me
Oy Oy
Kiss me
Oy Oy
Please me
So I wrote I am MIA
My flight was long delayed
So I sat to have a drink
And some contemplation
That’s when I start to cry
I don’t want to say goodbye
But no matter how I try
I can’t shake this sensation
But you know I have no soul
I gave Bahama complete control
So I’m goin’ back
To my Bahama Mama
I miss my baby
I’m goin’ crazy
So I’m goin’ back
To my Bahama Mama
My Bahama baby
Oy Oy
Love me
Oy Oy
Hold me
Oy Oy
Squeeze me
Oy Oy
Hug me
Oy Oy
Touch me
Oy Oy
Feel me
Oy Oy
Kiss me
Oy Oy
Please me
So tell me where you goin’
(Bahama)
Who’s that Callin’
(Your mama)
Where you goin’
(Bahama)
Who’s that callin’
(Yo mama)
Hey Hey
(Hey hey)
Yo yo
(Yo yo)
Hey Hey
(Hey Hey)
Oy Oy Oy Oy!
Buffett meets Blue Man Group. Complex layering of sonorious ringing steel drums, jubilant horns & boiling percussion grabs you immediately & doesn't let go taking the genres of steel drum and Caribbean to adventurous levels.