2The Travel Agent said, you better use your handsAnd take a holiday in all your reels12 within your reach, bikinis on the beatA travel poster said, come down and see usBeen dreaming all my life, but here I amSitting in a spot in a traffic jamSo I quit my job and took my payAnd I headed for the side of the ageJamaican holidayHow'd you make a love to go on foreverUnderneath the moon in Montego BayWon't you be as good as making a girlTo go cruising on a jam in the holidayHappily I rode down the wrong side of the roadAs the taxi driver drove me through the cityDancing in the street to the eucalyptus beatThe young Jamaican girls, they look so prettyWalking in the morning in the silver sandTo my surprise, she took me by the handYoung and lovely, tall and tanShe whispered in my ear, my name is MarianneShe led me down the pier to a waterfallLay down in the sun and she kissed meAnd I noddedWoahHow'd you make a love to go on foreverUnderneath the moon in Montego BayWon't you be as good as making a girlTo go cruising on a Jamaican holidayHow'd you make a love to go on foreverUnderneath the moon in Montego BayWon't you be as good as making a girlTo go cruising on a Jamaican holidayHow'd you make a love to go on foreverUnderneath the moon in Montego BayThank you for watching.You