i've seen the city i took the next flight for borneo
they say it's pretty i like the tee shirts in borneo
some wear bob marley others in playboy or duvalier
make the last plane come let me rise through the cloudy
above with a book on borneo strangers come and go it's
such a waste of time problems far behind another day
but even in springtime it's a rich slice of life so
send me a letter i'll reply with a postcard that dusky
mulatto in nylons and tattoos hot juice in coke bottles
we dance in the sand well,
they twirl and they tumble yes,
they twirl and they tumble well,
i'll twirl and i'll tumble i've been to leon's he's
got nine daughters and a stereo they say that leon
watches from the tree tops in borneo when the road
is mud everything stops with a thud that's the way
it goes down yonder in borneo far beneath his mansion
there's an open drain sending all the sewage down the
hill but when the general shows movies no one hesitates
to sneak from the jungle they laugh and they mumble
enjoying the show and that dusky mulatto hot juice
in coke bottles in blue jeans and tattoos well,
they twirl and they tumble yes,
they twirl and they tumble well,
i'll twirl and i'll tumble i like the free world they
say it's pretty this time of year they tumble and twirl
they tumble and twirl i'll tumble and twirl etc.