| Christmas loving in the light of summer |
| Softly to the new calypso strummer |
| Holding hearts and diamonds for a lifeline |
| See the steel band drummer in the sunshine |
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| Oh maybe |
| Dancing to the Mocko Jumbie's dead |
| Pain goes through and through me, baby |
| The carnival's over |
| I love to say I love you, yes me |
| Now, the dream means nothing, you see |
| Baby, the carnival's over |
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| Ah maybe |
| Dancing to the Mocko Jumbie's dead |
| Pain goes through and through me |
| Baby, the carnival's over |
| Well, I'd love to say I love you, yes me |
| Now, the dream means nothing, you see |
| Baby, the carnival's over |
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| Well, it was so good dancing at the airport |
| Jump up trash back bacchanal's a good sport |
| And all is well when God is your umbrella |
| And island stories all end like Cinderella |
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| Oh baby |
| Now, the song means nothing, you see |
| Love has gone, nothing's for free |
| Baby, the carnival's over |
| Find us all a room to cry in |
| Love has gone and life is dyin' |
| Baby, the carnival's over |
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| Well, it was so good dancing at the airport |
| We did the jump up trash back bacchanal that's a good sport |
| You know that all is well when God is your umbrella |
| And the island stories all end like Cinderella |
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| Oh, baby |
| Now. the song means nothing, you see |
| Love has gone, nothing's for free |
| Baby, the carnival's over |
| Find us all a room to cry in |
| Love has gone and life is dyin' |
| Baby, the carnival's over |
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| Why don't you find us all a room to cry in? |
| Love has gone and life and is dyin' |
| Baby, the carnival's over |
| Oh baby, the carnival's over |
| Ah, baby, the carnival's over |
| Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, baby, the carnival's over |
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