(Words: Morey Amsterdam / Music: Jeri Sullavan, Paul Baron) 

If you ever go down Trinidad 
They make you feel so very glad 
Calypso sing and make up rhyme 
Guarantee you one real good fine time 
 [bad word] and Coca-Cola 
Go down Point Koomahnah 
Both mother and daughter 
Workin' for the Yankee dollar 

Oh, beat it man, beat it 

Since the [bad word] to Trinidad 
They got the young girls all goin' mad 
Young girls say they treat 'em nice 
Make Trinidad like paradise 
 [bad word] and Coca-Cola 
Go down Point Koomahnah 
Both mother and daughter 
Workin' for the Yankee dollar 

Oh, you vex me, you vex me 

From Chicachicaree to Mona's Isle 
Native girls all dance and smile 
Help soldier celebrate his leave 
Make every day like New Year's Eve 
 [bad word] and Coca-Cola 
Go down Point Koomahnah 
Both mother and daughter 
Workin' for the Yankee dollar 

It's a fact, man, it's a fact 

In old Trinidad, I also fear 
The situation is mighty [bad word] 
Like the Yankee girl, the native swoon 
When she hear der Bingo croon 
 [bad word] and Coca-Cola 
Go down Point Koomahnah 
Both mother and daughter 
Workin' for the Yankee dollar 

Out on Manzanella Beach 
G.I. romance with native peach 
All night long, make tropic love 
Next day, sit in hot sun and cool off 
 [bad word] and Coca-Cola 
Go down Point Koomahnah 
Both mother and daughter 
Workin' for the Yankee dollar 

It's a fact, man, it's a fact  [bad word] and Coca-Cola [bad word] and Coca-Cola 
Workin' for the Yankee dollar