Island Vacation
I lost my way down the road today
Down the road that I was walking
Roads I thought paved have now decayed
And there ain't no more time for talking
I lost my mind in the warm sunshine
cause' it clouded me with gold dust
I don't know why
But I see the shine turn to clouds and mountains of gold rust
Lady, oh lady
Who will dry your cheeks, who will dry your cheeks?
Lady, oh lady
Who will pay for fancy vacations?
I had a dream that when I was asleep
Someone came to my room and filmed me
Watched me toss and turn, I wonder what they learned?
When I woke up my nose was bleeding
Lady, oh lady
Who will dry your cheeks, who will dry your cheeks?
Lady, oh lady
Who will pay for fancy vacations?
I met a man who said he can take me on an island vacation
So I said yeah, packed my bags and left
And I waited for him at the station
So dreams can come and dreams can go
All the men that you know, they are leaving
So sit and wait with your big suitcase
till you go on your island vacation
Lady, oh lady
Who will dry your cheeks who will dry your cheeks?
Lady, oh lady
Who will pay for fancy vacations?
Lady, oh lady
Who will dry your cheeks who will make you weep?
Lady, oh lady
Who will pay for island vacations?
Down the road that I was walking
Roads I thought paved have now decayed
And there ain't no more time for talking
I lost my mind in the warm sunshine
cause' it clouded me with gold dust
I don't know why
But I see the shine turn to clouds and mountains of gold rust
Lady, oh lady
Who will dry your cheeks, who will dry your cheeks?
Lady, oh lady
Who will pay for fancy vacations?
I had a dream that when I was asleep
Someone came to my room and filmed me
Watched me toss and turn, I wonder what they learned?
When I woke up my nose was bleeding
Lady, oh lady
Who will dry your cheeks, who will dry your cheeks?
Lady, oh lady
Who will pay for fancy vacations?
I met a man who said he can take me on an island vacation
So I said yeah, packed my bags and left
And I waited for him at the station
So dreams can come and dreams can go
All the men that you know, they are leaving
So sit and wait with your big suitcase
till you go on your island vacation
Lady, oh lady
Who will dry your cheeks who will dry your cheeks?
Lady, oh lady
Who will pay for fancy vacations?
Lady, oh lady
Who will dry your cheeks who will make you weep?
Lady, oh lady
Who will pay for island vacations?
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Writer(s): Louise Claire Burns
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