We booked a seven-day cruise On our summer vacation Ended up lost in this island nation Saturday morning, a walk in the sand The rhythmic beat of this tropical band
On the island We'll be wasting our time Wasting our time On the island I'll be feeling just fine
We've got a little hip shack Been late with the rent We bought a color TV With the money you sent
A cigarette burn On the living room table No food, no pets No premium cable
On the island With a drink in my hand Drink in my hand On the island And a bucket of sand
On the island I'll be thinking of you Thinking of you On the island There's really nothing to do
On the island We'll be taking it slow We'll be taking it slow 'Cause on the island There's really no place to goTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
