My Old Jimmy -

Driving my old Jimmy on a bumpy road

I’m on my way to Westpoint with my secret load

I head sunset waters, gonna meet my man

The coastguard didn’t spot me, the customs can’t count to ten

My old Jimmy

They’re gonna x-ray me, got to take off my shoes

I try to cool them down but they’ve got the searching blues

I’m driving my old Jimmy all over Curacao

I was riding from the free zone down to Banda Abou

My old Jimmy

A pocket full of luck and I’m going with the flow

I’m still driving my old Jimmy on a bumpy road

My old Jimmy