"Young girls say they treat 'em nice, make Trinidad like Paradise
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola. Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola. Go down Point Koomana"
Is it something about the cold weather that makes me think of tropical drinks? The Andrews Sisters made this pre-post-colonial song a huge hit, and who can blame the US for loving it? Go down to Trinidad, (where they all be working for the Yankee dollar) and you are guaranteed a blast of a time what with the underage girls and the booze. So politically incorrect today; so fun still.
LYRICS
If you ever go down Trinidad, they make you feel so very glad
Calypso sing and make up rhyme, guarantee you one real good fine time
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola. Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola. Go down Point Koomana
Both mother and daughter workin' for the Yankee dollar.
Since the Yankee come to Trinidad, they got the young girls all goin' mad
Young girls say they treat 'em nice, make Trinidad like Paradise
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola. Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter workin' for the Yankee dollar.
Oh, you vex me, you vex me
From Chicachicaree to Mona's Isle, native girls all dance and smile
Help soldier celebrate his leave, make every day like New Year's Eve
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola. Go down Point Koomahna
Both mother and daughter workin' for the Yankee dollar.
It's a fact, man, it's a fact
In old Trinidad, I also fear, the situation is mighty queer
Like the Yankee girl, the native swoon when she hear der Bingo croon
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola. Go down Point Koomahnah
Both mother and daughter workin' for the Yankee dollar
Out on Manzanella Beach, G.I. romance with native peach
All night long, make tropic love, next day, sit in hot sun and cool off
It's a fact, man, it's a fact
Rum and Coca-Cola. Rum and Coca-Cola. Workin' for the Yankee dollar
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