Brad Whitford - Permanent vacation lyrics

[Verse] I got a letter from a friend the other morning He say it's hot down in Montego Bay I got the point and now I think it's finally dawning Yeah, yeah, I got to get away I got to take myself a permanent vacation The sky's the limit but my plane won't fly My nose is clean and lordie don't need no sedation Yeah, yeah, and that's the reason why I really need it, really, really need St. Tropez I want a tan where the sun, it never shines I really need it, really, really need St. Tropez You best believe it that I go to get away I got a sister man she really got a pinhead She think she kinky but she can't get straight She say she livin' but I kinda think she brain dead Just excess baggage on a late night freight I got to take me on a permanent vacation The girl's be cumming down in Cayman Brack I got to hand it to a firm situation Yeah, yeah, I got to cut me some slack