Island Girl from "Nightsurfer" by Alaska's Only Steel Drum Band

(Island girl) I will wait for situations
Blown out
Of proportion someday.
(Island girl) To get me where I want to be:
Beside you
On your island, and sway on down
To the reef beyond.
And finally drown at the moment
You’ve gone away from my view.
I don’t believe that I’ll do
Anything worthwhile now.

(Island girl) I’m a downer; without a map
I’ll flounder
My way up through the creek
(Island girl) Though my wordplay will get me
Where I’m going
Through lingual hide-and-seek; but take it easy,
Or I’ll give up.
Lemon squeezy, and feed
The yuppies from the shoreline
Claiming what’s yours is mine,
But mi casa ist mein nur.

(Island girl) I never claimed this would be
A love song,
For I’m more a fan of humor.
(Island girl) But feel honored I titled this song
For you,
And sang like quite the crooner in your stead,
And on your steed.
Your face turns red when you sell
The deed to Park Avenue,
I’d like to make a trade with you,
But I wonder if you will play fairly.

Oh, go on, go on, go on,
And take me with you
Up to borderlands and crossings
We can go through.
We’ll bite off more than we
Could ever both chew.
Go on, go on, go on.

Oh, come here, come here, come here
And we can go South
To the desert from whence
I came about.
Oh, I know, I know
It’s a dreadful place.

(Island girl) Let’s be real here, I want
To hold you so near,
And talk and talk all night.
(Island girl) I’ll take you out, dear; I won’t
Call you broad, dear.
Honey, I’ll treat you right; you’ve got my word.
Do I have yours?
Ignore what you’ve heard, and leave
The lore I’ve left behind me;
I know it’s going to find me
Eventually, but until then let’s try.

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