Tikiville - Joanna Wang

Let us head on down

To Tikiville

Roll your windows down

In Tikiville

And I think

Everybody here is

Just a little tipsy

But it’s quite alright

«Are you sure?

I think that’s a gallon»

Like a frat boy party

Yes, it’s quite alright

Wear your funny hats

To Tikiville

Raise your martini glass

In Tikiville

What you say

That you lost your job, ay?

Well, we really don’t care

But let’s toast to that

What you say

That she broke your heart, ay?

I can’t say that I care

Yes, let’s toast to that

All day long they only eat

Cocktail onions and the olives

That sit in their glass

Malnourished but totally intoxicated

That’s where I want to be yes

Tikiville, here I come

Tikiville, here I come

What you say

That you lost your job, ay?

Well, we really don’t care

But let’s toast to that

All day long they dance

And they sing Irish tunes

As they down each mug after mug

All their woes and troubles

Are no longer there however

Now their liver functions

Aren’t so good, not so good, not so good

My goodness

All the girls and boys here

Down in Tikiville

Are so beautiful

Can I be

Like a Tikivillian

«Well, that’s very easy

Let me sip my wine»

So now I’ve

Become Tikivillian

I drink my champagne

Down in Tikiville