Cocoa Town

Caramel, cinnamon, splash around,

Twirl and dance in brogues that are brown,

Hands all the way up and frowns upside down,

There’s no place I’d rather be than in Cocoa Town.

A place so sweet,

A place as warm as the orange sun,

A place to rejoice with rainbow people that shake and have fun,

It smells like life and tastes of pleasure,

It sounds like jazz and feels like feathers,

Pink grapefruit garnish.

Yellow here and red over there,

All the cool colours stand and stare,

But I don’t care,

I love to dance, sing and share,

So there!