Banana Republics - Live

I can't tell you how cool this looks from up here
Looking at all these, feel right now
So, uh, we going down to the Banana Republic courtesy of Steve Goodman, right now

Down to the Banana Republics
Down to the tropical sun
Go the expatriated American
Hopin' to find some fun

Some of them go for the sailing
Called by the allure of the sea
Tryin' to find what is ailing
From living in the land of the free

Some of them are running from lovers
Leaving no forward address
Some of them are running tons of ganja
Some are running from the IRS

Late at night, you will find them
In the cheap hotels and bars
They'll be hustling the señoritas
While they dance beneath the stars

Spending those renegade pesos
On a bottle of rum and a lime
Singin' give me some words I can dance to
Or a melody that rhymes

First you learn the native custom
Soon a word of Spanish or two
You know that you cannot trust them
Because they know they can't trust you

Expatriated American feelin' so all alone
Telling themselves the same lies
That they told themselves back home

Down to the Banana Republics
Things aren't as warm as they seem
When none of the natives are buying
Any second hand American dreams

Still late at night, you will find them
In the cheap hotels and bars
And they'll be hustling the señoritas
While they dance beneath the stars

Spending those renegade pesos
On a bottle of rum and a lime
Singin' give me some words I can dance to
Or a melody that rhymes

Down to the Banana Republics
Down to the tropical sun
Go the expatriated Americans
Hopin' to find some fun

Thank you, Stephen
Alright!