last night i dreamt of san pedro
just like id never gone,
i knew the song.
a young girl with eyes like the desert
it all seems like yesterday,
not far away.
tropical the island breeze
all of nature wild and free
this is where i long to be
la isla bonita.
and when the samba played
the sun would set so high
ring through my ears and sting my eyes
your spanish lullaby.
i fell in love with san pedro

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