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When I was a young boy |
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My mama said to me |
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There's only one girl in the world for you |
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And she probably lives in Tahiti |
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I'd go the whole wide world |
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I'd go the whole wide world |
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Just to find her |
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Or maybe she's in the Bahamas |
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Where the Carribean sea is blue |
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Weeping in a tropical moonlit night |
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Because nobody's told her 'bout you |
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I'd go the whole wide world |
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I'd go the whole wide world |
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Just to find her |
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I'd go the whole wide world |
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I'd go the whole wide world |
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Find out where they hide her |
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Why am I hanging around in the rain out here |
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Trying to pick up a girl |
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Why are my eyes filling up with these lonely tears |
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When there're girls all over the world |
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Is she lying on a tropical beach somewhere |
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Underneath the tropical sun |
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Pining away in a heatwave there |
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Hoping that I won't be long |
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I should be lying on that sun-soaked beach with her |
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Caressing her warm brown skin |
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And then in a year or maybe not quite |
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We'll be sharing the same next of kin |
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I'd go the whole wide world |
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I'd go the whole wide world |
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Just to find her |
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I'd go the whole wide world |
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I'd go the whole wide world |
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Find out where they hide her |
