I miss being in Barbados in December,That is a time I always remember,The smell of varnish on the wooden floors,And the smell of paint on the wooden doorsThe crowds in de Supermarket,Buying up the rum,And the music blastingPuh rup a pum pum

Rum is tonic that clarifies the vision,and sets things in true perspective.

There was a sound in their voices which suggested rum.