She wears a Red Sox cap To hide her baby dreads The girl she was in New England Is different now and dead In all the local bars She flirts and tells the boys while they`re talkin` She`s from Boston
She comes from Boston Talks to her family now and then Through e-mails and postcards She tries to explain to them That education and occupation will have to wait for now She loves the Rasta, reggae rhythms, her dreams have changed somehow
She wears a Red Sox cap To hide her baby dreads The girl she was in New England Is different now and dead In all the local bars She flirts and tells the boys while they`re talkin` She`s from Boston
Her toes dig deep and deeper in the sand She`s seduced by the sunsets and her new life at hand
She wears a Red Sox cap To hide her baby dreads The girl she was in New England Is different now and dead In all the local bars She flirts and tells the boys while they`re talkin` She`s from Boston
She wears a Red Sox cap To hide her baby dreads From Boston She came to this island from Boston
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