Haha! West End, Roatan! Lord have mercy! She ridin’ downtown in a bright blue dress Little brown dog ridin’ first class, yes Dog in the back like him own the road Tongue hang out while the scooter roll slow “Good boy!” “Move over now!” “Woof woof!” Tourists confused, locals don’t care That’s just a Tuesday breeze in the island air Sunlight hot and the bass line sweet Flip flops tappin’ to the reggae beat Scoot scoot! Everybody make room! Scoot scoot! Bass shake the whole room! In Roatan we don’t need no van Whole family fit pon one lil’ scooter man Dog in the back and the vibes turned high Everybody laugh when we roll on by “Watch ya knees!” “Hold on tight!” “Island certified!” West End Divers right by the street Three people deep on one small seat Mama drive while the pickney grin Pink Crocs hanging halfway in One bump make everybody bounce Scooter working overtime by the ounce Helmet on tight but the vibes stay loose Reggae bass shaking all the roof Now listen... Mainland people spend thirty grand pon SUV Roatan man say— “Brother... scoot forward likkle bit.” Scoot scoot! Scoot scoot! Everybody ride tonight! In Roatan we don’t need no van Whole island movin’ with a scooter plan Dog in the back and the sunset glow Bass line thump while the palm trees blow “Lord have mercy!” “West End massive!”
