Caribbean Gold

They met on an island in the Caribbean
Something happened when their eye's met
He was eighteen she was thirty seven
But neither of them had any regrets
Just a holiday thing came the accusations
But to them Caribbean Gold

What's it like visiting a museum
One of his so called friends said
This was deep deep sarcasm
But it just went over his head
Just a holiday thing came the accusations
But to them Caribbean Gold

Everywhere they were seen together
People thought they were mother and son
Till they were seen kissing
On a beach with a setting sun
Just a holiday thing came the accusations
But to them Caribbean Gold

They came back to England and stayed together
In a cottage down by the sea
A picture of the Caribbean in the bedroom
Now he's forty seven and she's seventy five
Just a holiday thing came the accusations
But to them Caribbean Gold



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Buckland
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