I met her in a flash of eyes that bid me ask her just where she was going.
She told me of a pretty place that she knew of where we could be alone.
Shadowed palms, a jungle moon, a place where two can make love in the night.
Got to go to Goa, beside the sea.
You leap in naked to the sea, orgasmically delivered from the heat.
Opens to me fluidly and like some endless wave she takes me in.
Got to go to Goa, she said to me.
Got to go to Goa, and live for free.
Deep in jungle memories, I walk beside the pattern of the drum.
Smoking on my pipe, I view my memories and wonder where they're from.
With you beside me in the smoke I tell you of the wonders that I feel.
Got to go to Goa, it's our destiny.
I met her in a flash of eyes that bid me ask her  just where she was going.