Dark like the night with no moon in the sky
lonely like a small town back street
afraid to open up to anyone
she was hurt but strong and sweet
the stars lined up just right that night
when I met her down by the dock
in a small fishing town in Jamaica
when she was sitting alone on a rock
Fair like the gentle wind that blew
fragile as a crystal glass
tight, young, strong and beautiful
she had a very nice ass
born on the island in 78
she was a lot younger than me
we both had the same thing on our mind
that much was plain to see
Sea birds sang off in the distance
the sound of the ocean on the shore
a gentle breeze blew that night
we both knew what we met for
the beach looked so inviting
so we took a chance
the stars were lined up just right
it was the perfect night for romance...