i've seen the city i took the next flight for borneo they say it's pretty i like the tee shirts in borneo some wear bob marley others in playboy or duvalier make the last plane come let me rise through the cloudy above with a book on borneo strangers come and go it's such a waste of time problems far behind another day but even in springtime it's a rich slice of life so send me a letter i'll reply with a postcard that dusky mulatto in nylons and tattoos hot juice in coke bottles we dance in the sand well, they twirl and they tumble yes, they twirl and they tumble well, i'll twirl and i'll tumble i've been to leon's he's got nine daughters and a stereo they say that leon watches from the tree tops in borneo when the road is mud everything stops with a thud that's the way it goes down yonder in borneo far beneath his mansion there's an open drain sending all the sewage down the hill but when the general shows movies no one hesitates to sneak from the jungle they laugh and they mumble enjoying the show and that dusky mulatto hot juice in coke bottles in blue jeans and tattoos well, they twirl and they tumble yes, they twirl and they tumble well, i'll twirl and i'll tumble i like the free world they say it's pretty this time of year they tumble and twirl they tumble and twirl i'll tumble and twirl etc.