Boney M. — Gotta Go Home

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Headin’ for the islands,
We’re ready man and packed to go.
When we hit those islands,
There’s gonna be a big hello.
Diggin’ all the sunshine,
It’s easy not to say goodbye,
Bye, bye, bye

Headin’ for the islands,
Heyeah, We’re really flyin’ high.
Gotta go home, home, home,
Gotta go home, home, home,
Gotta go home, home, home,
Gotta go home, home, home,
Gotta go home

Walkin’ down the beaches,
Tomorrow mornin’ we’ll be there.
Golden sandy beaches,
Say, I can smell the breezy air.
One more celebration,
And then we’re ready for goodbye,
Bye, bye, bye

Walkin’ down the beaches,
Heyeah, We’re really flyin’ high.
Gotta go home, home, home,
Gotta go home, home, home,
Gotta go home, home, home,
Gotta go home, home, home,
Gotta go home

Going back home,
Going back home,
Going back home,
Going back home,

Gotta go home, home, home,
Gotta go home, home, home,
Gotta go home, home, home,
Gotta go home, home, home,
Gotta go home.