She said no, she meant maybe She said she wasn't that type of girl When she'd done wrong, she'd never admit it And I had empty pockets to prove it She was so much like a foreign language That you've learned but never understood She said words just didn't matter But when she needed them they always would Caribbean, Caribbean, Caribbean Caribbean, Caribbean, Caribbean Sunset Caribbean, Caribbean Sunset Caribbean, Caribbean Sunset She'd rather sleep in the streets at night Or she'd rather not sleep at all She's not so sure of her friends these days Not sure of anything at all