Costa Rica from Costa Rica by The Burning Ponies

Oh Susanna, can never make my phone ring ring.
A tropical cabana is covering me.
Down in Costa Rica, where Tortuga turtle takes it's nap.
I'll never be found by Susanna, Susanna I'm not coming back.

Never, coming back.
I'm never, coming back.

Costa Rica nice to meet ya, Susie I'm not coming home.
I'm a pomegranate mango, king of tango, dancing in the salt sea foam.

Costa Rica's funny, when a spider monkey's on your back.
And the salsa gets so spicy, enfermo and then heart attack.
Underneath the palm trees, with my sandals and sombrero hat.
I'll never be found by Susanna, Susanna I'm not coming back.

Never, coming back.
I'm never, coming back.

Costa Rica nice to meet ya, Susie I'm not coming home.
I'm a pomegranate mango, king of tango, dancing in the salt sea foam.
Costa Rica nice to meet ya, Susie I'm not coming home.
I'm a pomegranate mango, king of tango, dancing in the salt sea foam.

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