She said no, she meant maybe
She said she wasn't that type of girl
When she'd done wrong, she'd never admit it
And I had empty pockets to prove it

She was so much like a foreign language
That you've learned but never understood
She said words just didn't matter
But when she needed them they always would

Caribbean, caribbean, caribbean
Caribbean, caribbean, caribbean sunset
Caribbean, caribbean sunset
Caribbean, caribbean sunset

She'd rather sleep in the streets at night
Or she'd rather not sleep at all
She's not so sure of her friends these days
Not sure of anything at all

• All Tomorrow's Parties
• Cable Hogue
• Caribbean Sunset
• Coyote
• Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
• European Son
• Femme Fatale
• Hallelujah
• Hedda Gabler
• Heroin
• I'll Be Your Mirror
• I'm Waiting for The Man
• King Harry
• Leaving It up to You
• Lie Still, Sleep Becalmed
• Memphis
• My Maria
• On a Wedding Anniversary
• Pablo Picasso
• Queen Victoria
• Run Run Run
• Sabotage
• So Long, Marianne
• Sunday Morning
• The Academy in Peril
• The Black Angel's Death Song
• The Soul of Carmen Miranda
• The Soul of Patrick Lee
• There She Goes Again
• There Was a Saviour
• Venus in Furs