The Island Years Songtext
von Alan Palomo

Saunter over to a samba
Let′s sway our hips over vivid aqua tile
Your dress, painted birds and guava, ah
My hands are lost in the wild (ooh)

If the storm won't let up, we might just stay a while
Swept away out on the isle

Oh, my marooned mamacita
Let′s fall off the grid, you and I
We'll fake our deaths and live out our days on the island
Just like Elvis
Oh, with a nice lifelong alibi


If the storm won't let up, we might just stay a while
Swept away out on the isle

Put a leash on my restless nature
Tie me up, tie me down
And feed the animal in me
You can ride me up into the high tide
You got me swimming in ecstasy

If the storm won′t let up, we might just stay a while
Swept away out on the isle

Livin′ it up
Livin' it up (it′s the place to be, yeah)
Livin' it up (oh)
Livin′ it up