I hear these guys quite a bit when listening to Radio Margaritaville on Sirius.

“I wanna be where there’s coconut trees and the air is salty sweet
Surrounded by the water and the temperature is hotter than a summertime St. Maarten beach
I don’t wanna pillage I don’t wanna plunder I just wanna spend all day in the sun
With a Cuban cigar, my four-stringed guitar and a case of Puerto Rican rum
I wish I was a pirate on the Caribbean smokin on my boat and Havaña daydreamin’
Drinkin’ margaritas and Jimmy’s there singin’ I wish I was a pirate on the Caribbean.”

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