Sammy Hagar

Aint no island, no sandy beach
No waborita in my reach
But I can feel it, sure as I was born
Way down in the Tropic of Capricorn
I smell your body, feel your heat
You touch my senses ... oooooweeee
I climb your mountain, slide into your arms
Into the Tropic of Capricorn
I wanna live, wanna love
Find myself that little piece of paradise
I wanna fly, leaving yesterday
And wake up in the high of a paradise
State of mind
Its what youre thinking, what ya feel
Cause what youre seeing
Aint really real
In three dimensions or maybe more
Baby I got what youre looking for
I wanna live, wanna love
Find myself that little piece of paradise
I wanna fly, leaving yesterday
And wake up in the high of a paradise
State of mind