Freshly - showered jet jockey's   In the Chico Club bar   Drinking neat Wild Turkey   They smoke Havana Cigars   Screaming MIG fighter   In the Latin night   Big steel freighter   To dock they might      And the soldier had his problems   On and on it goes   Please excuse me   Well it's all buckles and bows      Say goodbye   We gotta fly   There's trouble in paradise   Say goodbye      They were moving on the noon tide   Along the bustling breeze   Gunning in a speed boat   Along the Florida Keys   All that dirty money   The Don Manuel   All that artillery   They're going straight to hell to hell      And we've all got our problems   Each and everyday   We could all move to Noosa   But that's not running away      Say goodbye      And we've all got our problems   Each and everyday   We could all move to Miami   But that's not running away