The To-Ever Song

Little orange far away rollin' happily and gay
'Cross an island somewhat small overcrowded once for all

Makan places left and right, Mustafa sells gold all night
Grab our ukes and strum along on Sentosa's beaches to life's ever crazy song

Little orange waits away, Mari comes hip hip hooray
In little India's curry stall have some pradas have it all

Makan places smell so right, sugarcane juice out in sight
Grab our ukes and sing along like Cohen sang of Boogie Street there's so much going on

And we have coconut and mango, sun is beating down
Ships do lie at anchor in a circle round

Mari with a turban, Zacquine in Sarong
When out of left field there was something creepy going on

EVER TO THE NEVER NEVER THE TO-EVER SONG

Makan places left and right, Mustafa sells gold all night
Grab our ukes and strum along on sentosa's beaches to life's ever crazy song

Hindu tempels all around, durians in China Town
Esplanade, your sweet jing jong

Ahh ahh ahh



Credits
Writer(s): Zacq & Mari
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