Lyrics
CHORUS
I’m gonna pack me off to PAKISTAN,
I’m gonna hop an east-bound caravan,
I’m gonna learn to charm a snake or two
And never think of you.
I’m gonna pack me off to PAKISTAN,
I’m gonna cool me with a bamboo fan,
I’m gonna fill me full of Jasmine tea
And make you long for me.
There’ll be no more wondering if you’ll call
You can have your hundred other sweethearts,
I won’t mind at all;
So don’t give me that disappointed look,
I’m not another number in your book,
I don’t intend to be an also-ran
I’m packing off to PAKISTAN.