U2 - Miami

Weather 'round here chopping and changing Surgery in the air Print shirts and southern accents Cigars and big hair We got the wheels, petrol's cheap We only went there for a week Got the sun, got the sand Got the batteries in the handycam... Her eyes are swimming pool blue Dumb bells on a diving board Baby's always attracted to the things she's afraid of Big girl with the sweet tooth Watches the skinny girl in the photo shoot Freshmen, squeaky clean She tastes of chlorine (Pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa-pa) (Miami) (Pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa-pa) My mammy Love the movies babe Love to walk through the movie sets Get to shoot someone in the foot Get to smoke some cigarettes No big deal, we know the score Just back from the video store Got the car and the car chase What's he got inside the case I want a close up of that face Here comes the car chase I bought two new suits... Miami Pink and blue... Miami I took a picture of you... My mammy Getting hot in a photo booth... Miami I said you looked like a Madonna You said maybe... Said I want to have your baby... baby, baby We could make something beautiful Something that wouldn't be a problem We could make something beautiful Something that wouldn't be a problem At least not in Miami You know some places are like your auntie But there's no place like Miami, my mammy Miami, my mammy (Keys are in the car) (Miami, my mammy) Miami, my mammy (Pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa-pa) (Pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa-pa) Pa-pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa-pa (Pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa-pa...) (Pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa-pa...) (Pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa-pa...) Shake! (Pa-pa-pa, pa-pa-pa-pa...) Shakedown!