Caribbean Queen [No More Love On The Run] 1984/03.11
She dashed by me in painted on jeans And all heads turned 'cause she was the dream In the blink of an eye I knew her number and her name yeah Ah she said I was the tiger she wanted to tame
CHORUS: Caribbean queen Now we're sharing the same dream And our hearts they beat as one No more love on the run
I lose my cool when she steps in the room And I get so excited just from her perfume Electric eyes that you can't ignore And passion burns you like never before
I was in search of a good time Just running my game Love was the furthest Furthest from my mind