Lyrics:
From Rochdale to Ocho RiosFrom Ocho Rios to DorkingFrom Dorking its back to RochdaleFrom Rochdale to Ocho Rios You spend half your life in transitBut that's just the way God plans itPack a shirt and some fresh pajamasThat's all you need Tried to get a flight out to San JuanBut Air Jamaica don't fly on SundayGotta get a flight out to San JuanBecause I wanna see the Mama and the Papa When I look into your blue eyesI bend the truth but I never tell you liesI need my lover, I need your careUnderstandings not enough to make it fair From Rochdale to Ocho RiosFrom Ocho Rios to DorkingFrom Dorking its back to RochdaleFrom Rochdale to Ocho Rios Asleep in a stream of sunlightAwake in a dream at midnightI'm rushing to wait for jumboOh where am I now Tried to get a flight out to San JuanBut Air Jamaica don't fly on SundayGotta get a flight out to San JuanBecause I wanna see the Mama and the Papa A dressing room so far from homeA corridor with a broken telephoneI wanna call but I got to goThe curtains up and it's time to do the show Show time! I just got in to the cityYeah, it's so insaneBut the man with the suitcaseis on the road again Tried to get a flight out to San JuanBut Air Jamaica don't fly on SundayGotta get a flight out to San JuanBecause I wanna see the Mama and the Papa Asleep in a stream of sunlightAwake in a dream at midnightI'm rushing to wait for jumboOh where am I now You spend half your life in transitBut that's just the way God plans itPack a shirt and some fresh pajamasThat's all you need Everybody sing!From Rochdale to Ocho RiosFrom Ocho Rios to DorkingFrom Dorking its back to RochdaleOh where are we now