Since I could read I've longed to be Like Robinson Crusoe Making my home All on my own Like Robinson Crusoe
A castaway Washed up one day Upon a strange And far away Deserted island
I'll tame a bird And teach it words Like Robinson Crusoe I'll have to sleep Up in a tree Like Robinson Crusoe
This is my own Pacific isle No one around For miles and miles It's rather frightening
One little wave Follows another One tiny bird Dives for its supper One buzzing bee Flies through the heather One perfect day To last forever
No [?] to Take care of you In Robinson Crusoe And Rodger, he Does not need me In Robinson Crusoe
When there are five And you are third You have to shout Just to be heard I'm tired of shouting
One sandy beach To softly tread on One grassy bank To rest my head on One little cloud To keep my eyes on One tiny ship On the horizon
Don't rescue me I want to be Like Robison Crusoe At least not yet I've yet to get Like Robison Crusoe
When I've a beard And gone quite mad Then you can come And take me back Back home to mother My lovely motherTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
