The winter waifs have wandered North, the summer streets are thinning
The seasons have all run their course, and as the day is dimming
I see the stack of unpaid bills, I study for the test of wills
But deep inside I know I'm only stalling
The evening breeze bears a refrain
A seed is planted in my brain
I know that sound
It’s Costa Rica calling
I love the good times and the sun, the ladies and the drinking
But now I'm always on the run and lately I've been thinking
Have I been paying far too much or have I gone and lost my touch
The price of paradise is just appalling
I'm not hungry for success
I just want to pay a little less
And in my mind
It's Costa Rica Calling
And when I'm free out there, riding in the air
I can’t imagine where I'd rather be
But when the walls close in, I'm dreaming once again
Of all the places that I want to see
I think I'll walk down to the pier and watch the boats returning
I know I’ll stay another year, it's really just a yearning
But still it's always nice to know, I've got some way that I can go
If all the pillars in my life start falling
It's really not so far away
And maybe on some distant day
You'll hear me answer
Costa Rica calling
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