INTRO: She was born in Dakota Where she froze to death each winter But she dreamed about the islands By the fire burning splinters CHORUS: It was almost Jamaica Almost paradise It was almost Jamaica It was almost real nice So she moved out on the border With the sunshine but no sea breeze Though she could not drink the water Some of the streets were lined with palm trees CHORUS SOLO: Electric fan on the table Shower is her waterfall She may never have Jamaica But in her mind she has it all CHORUS SOLO: She loved the hurricane warnings And the tropical breeze She loves coconuts and love songs With a little reggae please CHORUS SOLO: CHORUS (3x) written by David Bellamy tabbed 9/5/05