Your Own Private Island

If you make enough money, you can buy your own private island
Your outlook will be sunny, through friendly skies to your island
When the weekend comes, and you're feelin' bored
Get in your private plane for the ultimate reward
Just you and your money, flyin' to your own private island

If you make enough money, you can buy your own private island
It might sound funny, plotting a course to your new island
You can make your own rules, no one to tell you what to do
Just step on your yacht, and take a short cruise
Just you and your money, sailin' to your own private island

Post a sign that says no trespassing
Fly a flag that says don't tread on me
Get plastic surgery and change your name
Fake your own death and make an escape

If you make enough money, you can buy friends on other islands
Form your own exclusive club, only for owners of islands
After you're isolated from the common folks' world
Hop around and act royal like a duke or an earl
Just you and your new friends, pretending on your private islands

Any time you get lonely, you can buy a wife for your island
Don't have to be the only one, livin' the good life on your island
When you have so much money, you don't need love
When your live-in French maid doesn't get the job done
Just you and your honey, married on your own private island

Get away from city traffic and make your own noise
Build your dream home and fill it up with your toys
You can be the professor, she can be your Mary Ann
Bang on your bongo drums and get a full-body tan

When one just won't be enough, you can buy another private island
You can grow your own stuff, and get high on your own second island
For the man who has everything, what's left to do
Stock it up with your favorite food, drugs and booze
Just your money and you, losin' on your two private islands



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Cooley
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