Puerto Rico

My heart's devotion

Let it sink back in the ocean.

Always the hurricanes blowing

Always the population growing

And the money owing

And the sunlight streaming

And the natives steaming.

I like the Island Manhattan

Smoke on your pipe

And put that in!

Puerto Rico

My heart's devotion

Let it sink back in the ocean.

Always the hurricanes blowing

Always the population growing

And the money owing

And the sunlight streaming

and the natives steaming.

I like the Island Manhattan

Smoke on your pipe

And put that in!