All the palm trees, all the banana trees
Will grow just the same when I'm gone
I'm going back home, it's summer
Back home, they've taken out the chairs on the porch

I'm tired of hearing the sound of the waves (aloha)
I'm going back home, I want to hear
Someone shout "Manon, come for dinner"
"Don't wait for mom to get mad and come down"

Manon, come for dinner, if you don't come right now, well, you can forget about it
Don't wait for mom to get tired
And come down

Goodbye, goodbye, land of oranges (Florida)
I'm going to help my brother move
With summer starting again
Back home, they must have taken the bikes out of the garage

I'll arrive in town Thursday noon (Thursday noon)
I'll take the metro to Beaubien
Pretending nothing's up
I'll stop at the corner of the street to call my girlfriend

Then it will ring once, twice, three times, four times, and then she'll answer
Then I'll say "how are you, my love? Yes, I'm back"

All the palm trees, all the banana trees (Aloha)
Will grow just the same when I'm gone
You can write to me here
Sixty-seven sixty Saint-Vallier, Montreal
Sixty-seven sixty Saint-Vallier, Montreal
Sixty-seven sixty

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