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NEW CD ON THE WAY SOON. Check out the lyrics to the songs already written below:

ISLAND SWING
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2007 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

VERSE 1
Its a sunny day in the islands
The porch swing begins to sway
My arms around you and were both smiling
It feels good to get away
Time to relax, no need to hurry
This tropical place brings relief
Life is so calm here, theres no need to worry
Now Im so glad that

CHORUS
Weve got the summer wind behind us
Blowing our dreams upon the sea
The sun is shinning, youre sitting here beside me
I feel like a king, in my island swing

VERSE 2
Looking back on all of our memories
From the first time that we met
I close my eyes and my mind sends me
To places Ill never forget
All of the good times, all of the laugher
Made it easy for me to believe
Your love was just what I was after
Now I am so glad that

CHORUS
Weve got the summer wind behind us
Blowing our dreams upon the sea
The sun is shinning, youre sitting here beside me
I feel like a king, in my island swing

BRIDGE
Every now and then we need to get away; somewhere
Reflect on all our past; and all the love weve shared
Make our plans to do all that we have dreamed
And its amazing how far into the future we can see
Sitting in this island swing

INSTRUMENTAL

CHORUS
Weve got the summer wind behind us
Blowing our dreams upon the sea
The sun is shinning, youre sitting here beside me
I feel like a king, in my island swing
TAG
The sun is shinning, youre sitting here beside me
I feel like a king, in my island swing

LIQUID LUNCH
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2007 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

VERSE 1
When youre in St. Martin, youve got to go
Down to Toppers and meet Julio
Youll always find him behind the bar
He serves your rum punch in a mason jar

CHORUS
Were bar hoppin, on St. Martin
Every bar has a different rum punch
Well save our appetites, for later tonight
Today well have a liquid lunch

VERSE 2
Over at The Wharf, youve got to see
The reggae band, playing Bob Marley
You drink the rum punch and you fly away
Like three little birds on a sunny day

CHORUS
Were bar hoppin, on St. Martin
Every bar has a different rum punch
Well save our appetites, for later tonight
Today well have a liquid lunch

INSTRUMENTAL

BRIDGE
Over by the airport at the Sunset Bar
Beside the sea and the sand
You can drink rum punch on the deck
And watch the big planes land
But it seemed like every time
A planes wheels touched the ground
We were saying, Hey bartender
Get us another round

VERSE 3
All around St. Martin, from the French to the Dutch
Every bar claimed they made the best rum punch
But we all agreed, the night before we went home
The best rum punch we made on our own

CHORUS
Were bar hoppin, on St. Martin
Every bar has a different rum punch
Well save our appetites, for later tonight
Today well have a liquid lunch
CHORUS
Were bar hoppin, on St. Martin
Every bar has a different rum punch
Well save our appetites, for later tonight
Today well have a liquid lunch
TAG
Well save our appetites, for later tonight
Today well have a liquid lunch

ROMANCE IN PARADISE
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2007 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

VERSE 1
Ive got a proposition, Baby, dont say no
I bought two tickets so that we can go
I promise you its gonna make you smile
Hanging out together on a tropical isle
I know I dont have to ask you twice
To have a little bit or romance in paradise

VERSE 2
Ive already checked with the weather man
You can wear your new bikini and show off your tan
Well drink rum jumbies til we close our eyes
Fall asleep together under clear blue skies
At night well have dinner and champagne on ice
And a little bit or romance in paradise

CHORUS
Romance is good by a fireside
Or snuggled up together on a sleigh ride
But sunshine and beaches are far more nice
Lets have a little bit of romance in paradise

VERSE 3
You said, yes, just like I knew you would
A long vacation will do us good
The magazine read, we should treat ourselves right Relaxation and some bright sunlight
I think its best that we take that advice
And have a little bit of romance in paradise

CHORUS
Romance is good by a fireside
Or snuggled up together on a sleigh ride
But sunshine and beaches are far more nice
Lets have a little bit of romance in paradise
A little but of romance in paradise

INSTRUMENTAL

VERSE 4
So pack your suitcase and go with me
Two chairs are waiting under a palm tree
The sand is white and the water is clear
The weather is perfect every day of the year
No matter what it cost, Ill pay the price
For a little bit of romance in paradise

CHORUS
Romance is good by a fireside
Or snuggled up together on a sleigh ride
But sunshine and beaches are far more nice
Lets have a little bit of romance in paradise
TAG
Have a little romance in paradise
A little bit of romance in paradise

TWO BIG COCONUTS
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2006 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

VERSE 1
Down in the islands, you learn the first thing
About mid-day, you get really thirsty
I was really hot, so I dropped into a shop
Asked the girl for water, she said, I think not
Down in the islands, water is not enough
To quench your thirst, you need two big coconuts
Two big coconuts

VERSE 2
Id never heard that, but I was really dry
And willing, to give anything a try
I was really hot, I was on the spot
Asked her, please give me
Anything youve got
Down in the islands, water is not enough
To quench your thirst, you need two big coconuts
Two big coconuts

CHORUS
One coconut, just wont do
When youre thirsty, it takes two
Not three, not four
Two coconuts, you need no more
Not five, not six
Two coconuts will do the trick
Two coconuts, can you dig
Two coconuts make sure theyre big

INSTRUMENTAL

VERSE 3
Big coconuts, sweet to the taste
I dont like to see anything go to waste
I was really hot, so I drank a lot
Licked my lips and said
Give me one more shot
Down in the islands, water is not enough
To quench your thirst, you need two big coconuts

BEAUTY AND THE BEACH
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2008 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

VERSE 1
She opens the window blinds
Takes a look at the beach outside
Theres a sparkle in her eyes
She is finally where she belongs
Every since she was a little child
The ocean made her smile
She liked seeing for miles and miles
And can stare at it all day long

CHORUS
Its one thing to have a view of the beach
Another, a beautiful girl
But when youve got beauty and the beach
Youve got the best of both worlds
Ive got one of each, Beauty and the beach

VERSE 2
She gently rubs on sun screen
Her body, its soft, yet lean
Lying beside her, its quite a scene
Wow, Im a lucky man
With her visor pulled down low
Sunglasses, shes taking it slow
What shes reading, I dont know
Then she reaches out and touches my hand

CHORUS
Its one thing to have a view of the beach
Another, a beautiful girl
But when youve got beauty and the beach
Youve got the best of both worlds
Ive got one of each, Beauty and the beach

BRIDGE
When I think of all Ive got, its a wonderful thing
Life on the beach, a beautiful girl, friends and family
And all the joy life brings, painted in the songs I sing
The canvas of my life, beauty and the beach

INSTRUMENTAL

VERSE 3
A sunset from the balcony
Her hair is blown by a southern breeze
Then she turns and says to me
Lets walk on the beach awhile
Its here she is right at home
Bare feet in the sand and foam
She has a beauty Ive never known
I am captured by her smile

CHORUS
Its one thing to have a view of the beach
Another, a beautiful girl
But when youve got beauty and the beach
Youve got the best of both worlds
Ive got one of each, Beauty and the beach
TAG
Im so glad Ive got one of each, Beauty and the beach

ROLE OF A PARADISE
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2008 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

VERSE 1
If your life is unpredictable, spinning round in circles
Like a Vegas roulette wheel
Or black jack - Hit me, No Im staying
Depending on each moment just how you feel
Youve been talking about moving where its always sunny
But cant make up your mind if you should really go
Some things are worth a lot more than money
Its time to start taking things a bit more slow

CHORUS
All of life is a gamble, so heres some good advice
When you need to relax, you want to feel nice
And your life needs some tropical spice
Thats the role of a paradise

VERSE 2
You keep pulling the handle, over and over
Hoping that everything lines up right
Your decision is stalled like a drawn out game of poker
Waiting on the hand of your life
Youve been talking about moving to white sandy beaches
Where a deck chair and palm trees would be enough
You say you cant go but there is one thing life teaches
Sometimes youve got to call your own bluff

CHORUS
All of life is a gamble, so heres some good advice
When you need to relax, you want to feel nice
And your life needs some tropical spice
Thats the role of a paradise

INSTRUMENTAL

BRIDGE
Sometimes a little of what you really want, can mean a lot
But you cant spend your whole life long, waiting to hit the big jack pot

CHORUS
All of life is a gamble, so heres some good advice
When you need to relax, you want to feel nice
And your life needs some tropical spice
Thats the role of a paradise
TAG
Take a chance, all you need is the role of a paradise

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Below are all the lyrics to CD "DANCING ON THE BEACH," the latest release, and the previous release "VACATION" CD.

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"DANCING ON THE BEACH" LYRICS:

Track 1
NO GAS, NO MOTOR, NO PROBLEM
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2006 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Verse 1
Hoist up the jib sail, cast off the line
The boat moves slowly, but we've got plenty of time
Nothing could be better than getting underway
Our friends are all onboard and we're cruising on the bay

Verse 2
Power boats and jet skis, they speed on past
But I say, life's too short to be moving so fast
Let out the spinnaker, haul up the main
We may not be as fast but we'll get there just the same, 'cause

Chorus
The wind is in our sails, from the top to the bottom
Somebody ring the bell, no gas, no motor, no problem

Verse 3
See that boat over there, they forgot the first rule
When you spend a day on the water, always carry extra fuel
That other boat's engine went out, they can't go
Guess they'll just sit around waiting on a tow, but

Chorus
The wind is in our sails, from the top to the bottom
Somebody ring the bell, no gas, no motor, no problem

Instrumental

Bridge
Bathing suits, bare feet, sunshine, it's breezy
Sailboat, so sweet, we're just taking it easy, 'cause

Chorus
The wind is in our sails, from the top to the bottom
Somebody ring the bell, no gas, no motor, no problem
No gas, no motor, no problem

Track 2
MARTINIS AND BIKINIS
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2006 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Verse 1
I took off on a little trip
Went down to the pool bar to have a sip
Of the tropical drink of the day
Blue martinis, two for one
Hawaiian Tropic, don't you know
That afternoon, was having a show
Teenie bikinis, Oh, way too much fun

Chorus
Martinis and bikinis, got me looking up and down
Martinis and bikinis, got my head spinning around

Verse 2
I enjoyed the show and was quite amazed
That I could see anything through the haze
Blue martinis, drink after drink
Hawaiian Tropic was casting its spell
The girls pranced and the young boys yelled
Teenie bikinis and martinis, I don't know what to think

Chorus
Martinis and bikinis, got me looking up and down
Martinis and bikinis, got my head spinning around

Instrumental

Bridge
Flowers and pastels, solids and stripes
All skinny from the bottom to the top
Hey, but I never saw the itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie one
With yellow polka-dots, Woo
Things are getting hot, hot, hot

Chorus
Martinis and bikinis, got me looking up and down
Martinis and bikinis, got my head spinning around
Chorus
Martinis and bikinis, got me looking up and down
Martinis and bikinis, got my head spinning around
Martinis and bikinis, Oh, they've got my head spinning around

Track 3
POSTCARDS FROM ORLANDO
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2006 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Verse 1
Why don't we go, down to Orlando
I hear there's magic all around
There's so much to see, Baby, you and me
We'll have a good time in Orlando

Chorus
All our friends will wonder where we are
What we're doing they won't know
They will be surprised, when we say hello
With postcards from Orlando

Verse 2
I think it's time, to go where the sun shines
And a party when the sun goes down
There's so much to do, Baby, me and you
Might fall in love in Orlando

Chorus
All our friends will wonder where we are
What we're doing they won' know
They will be surprised, when we say hello
With postcards from Orlando

Instrumental

Bridge
We'll lay out by the pool, turn off the phone
Everything can wait, until we get back home

Chorus
All our friends will wonder where we are
What we're doing they won't know
They will be surprised, when we say hello
With postcards from Orlando
Won't they be surprised, when we say hello
With postcards from Orlando
We'll send you postcards from Orlando

Track 4
COCONUT JAZZ
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2004 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Verse 1
There's good jazz in New York City
It's called Dixieland in New Orleans
They swing in L.A. and Chicago
Some of the best players you've ever seen
But way down south in the islands
In a club on a side street
The jazz is hot, but the band is cool
They wear flip-flops on their feet

Chorus
Drinking coconut rum martinis
Mix in some swinging tunes, Pizzazz!
Shake it, stir it, what ever your taste
It comes out coconut jazz

Verse 2
The drummer is wearing a tank top
In a corner just left of the stage
The guitar player's popping the rhythm
He wears a bathing suit faded with age
Mr. Bass Man in his sunglasses
Oh, he's thumping his upright bass
The steel drum pinging the high notes
Got 'em swinging all over the place

Chorus
Drinking coconut rum martinis
Mix in some swinging tunes, Pizzazz!
Shake it, stir it, what ever your taste
It comes out coconut jazz

Instrumental

Bridge
MmmMmmHmm, I'll have another round for the band please
A mixture of Bob Marley and Earl Klugh
Beach bums and old beatniks
All snapping their fingers, tapping the feet
Sure makes for quite a mix

Verse 3
The bartender makes pina coladas
Then some vodka on the rocks
The band has been jammin'for hours
Never looking up at the clock
The lights never dim for last call
The crowd just drifts on out the door
But, they'll all be back tomorrow night
They'll go coconuts once more

Chorus
Drinking coconut rum martinis
Mix in some swinging tunes, Pizzazz!
Shake it, stir it, what ever your taste
It comes out coconut jazz
Chorus
Drinking coconut rum martinis
Mix in some swinging tunes, Pizzazz!
Shake it, stir it, what ever your taste
It comes out coconut jazz
Shake it, stir it, what ever your taste
It comes out coconut jazz

Track 5
SERENE
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2005 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Verse 1
She wants to take it slowly
I don't want to break her stride
I'm just glad that it's me that she is
Taking along for the ride
She makes me smile when I'm with her
I make her laugh out loud
She's so amusing when she
Has her head in the clouds

Chorus
She's so serene, feels like I'm in a dream
And I try to run but my legs won't move
She says, slow down, you've got nothing to prove
I'll be around, I'm just serene

Verse 2
The times that we spend together
Always makes me long for more
Relax, is what she tells me
I try to, but my heart wants to soar
Zany feelings have got me spellbound
Is anticipation driving me wild?
A little patience is what I must have
Rushing things is just not her style

Chorus
She's so serene, feels like I'm in a dream
And I try to run but my legs won't move
She says, slow down, you've got nothing to prove
I'll be around, I'm just serene

Bridge
She says she needs a little more time
And assures me that I'm always on her mind
She tells me just to chill, she says, you know I will
Finally come around, I'm just serene

Instrumental

Chorus
She's so serene, feels like I'm in a dream
And I try to run but my legs won't move
She says, slow down, you've got nothing to prove
I'll be around, I'm just serene
She's just serene

Track 6
A LAZY SATURDAY MORNING
© 2002 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell

Chorus
I dig a lazy Saturday morning
Lots of sunshine, no TV, no telephone calls
I dig a lazy Saturday morning
Laying in the hammock doing absolutely nothing at all

Verse 1
The neighbor down the street
He's mowing his lawn
His wife is planting flowers
With hardly nothing on
I don't know why he's got his mind on his grass
When he could be sipping lemonade and watching her..

Chorus
I dig a lazy Saturday morning
Lots of sunshine, no TV, no telephone calls
I dig a lazy Saturday morning
Laying in the hammock doing absolutely nothing at all

Verse 2
The guy across the street
Is working on his van
The kids are running through the sprinkler
He's a family man
He's got his mind on an oil change, tune-up and lube
Pays no attention to the joggers with the bouncing...

Chorus
I dig a lazy Saturday morning
Lots of sunshine, no TV, no telephone calls
I dig a lazy Saturday morning
Laying in the hammock doing absolutely nothing at all

Bridge
I can close my eyes and I can dream
Be anywhere I want to be
Dancing on an island with a hula girl
Or sailing on a ship all around the world
Sail on sailor

Instrumental

Verse 3
Two old ladies are talking
With three old men
With noses in the air
They're spreading gossip again
Every one says they're always up to no good
But go to them for the news of the neighbor...

Chorus
I dig a lazy Saturday morning
(Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, any day)
Mid-Chorus
I dig a lazy Saturday morning
(Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, any day)
Chorus
I dig a lazy Saturday morning
Lots of sunshine, no TV, no telephone calls
I dig a lazy Saturday morning
Laying in the hammock doing absolutely nothing at all
I dig a lazy Saturday morning

Track 7
FOREVER ON THE EMERALD COAST
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2005 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Verse 1
Emerald coast of Florida
Down on the Gulf of Mexico
She says she's got to go
Memories of childhood
Walks along the beach holding Dad's hand
And castles in the sand

Chorus
A lifetime has come and gone measured by weekends
Visiting the place her heart has always been
One day she'll say goodbye to the life she knows
And live forever on the Emerald Coast

Verse 2
Redneck Rivera
Is not what it use to be when she was small
Progress consumes us all
But standing on the snow white sand
Looking out onto the emerald sea
It's the same as it use to be

Chorus
A lifetime has come and gone measured by weekends
Visiting the place her heart has always been
One day she'll say goodbye to the life she knows
And live forever on the Emerald Coast

Bridge
From the days of a young girl's laughter
Through spring breaks and all years after
In her heart, she has always known
No matter the time or sacrifice
One day she'll return to paradise
And make the Gulf of Mexico her home

Instrumental

Chorus
A lifetime has come and gone measured by weekends
Visiting the place her heart has always been
One day she'll say goodbye to the life she knows
And live forever on the Emerald Coast
She's going to say goodbye to the life she knows
And live forever on the Emerald Coast

Track 8
MY FRIEND
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
(c) 2005 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Verse 1
Everybody's got someone
Where confidence is allowed
Some were friends long ago
Some are still friends now
Everybody's got a story
Of loyalty through the years
Someone who cheered them to success
And was there to share their tears

Chorus
One stands out above the rest
Truly a Godsend
You deserve a song of your own
Here's to you, my friend

Verse 2
Everybody knows someone
Who will give up all their time
To lend a helping hand
Someone who's heart is kind
Everybody can remember
Letters and phone calls
Evenings full of laughter
With friends who gave their all

Chorus
One stands out above the rest
Truly a Godsend
You deserve a song of your own
Here's to you, my friend
Instrumental

Chorus
One stands out above the rest
Truly a Godsend
You deserve a song of your own
Here's to you, my friend
You deserve a song of your own
Here's to you, my friend

Track 9
DANCING ON THE BEACH
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2004 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Chorus
Dancing on the Beach, arm around my Baby
Cheek to cheek, hand in hand
Dancing on the Beach, underneath the moonlight
Four bare feet, kicking up the sand

Verse 1
Dancing in high school, dancing at the ball
Dancing by the juke box or any place at all
Everyone loves dancing, but if you ask me
Nothing can be finer than dancing by the sea

Chorus
Dancing on the Beach, arm around my Baby
Cheek to cheek, hand in hand
Dancing on the Beach, underneath the moonlight
Four bare feet, kicking up the sand

Verse 2
Do the Lindy Hop, dance the Jitterbug
Nothing like a slow dance to make you fall in love
From Atlantic City to the Florida Beach Bop
On the Carolina coast, the shagging never stops

Chorus
Dancing on the Beach, arm around my Baby
Cheek to cheek, hand in hand
Dancing on the Beach, underneath the moonlight
Four bare feet, kicking up the sand

Bridge
Don't be afraid, take a chance
Walk right up to the one you want
And say, Let's dance!

Instrumental

Verse 3
Swing her to the left, give her a spin
Grab her other hand and pull her close in
Give her a kiss, dip her to the right
If I am lucky, we'll be shagging through the night

Chorus
Dancing on the Beach, arm around my Baby
Cheek to cheek, hand in hand
Dancing on the Beach, underneath the moonlight
Four bare feet, kicking up the sand
Chorus
Dancing on the Beach, arm around my Baby
Cheek to cheek, hand in hand
Dancing on the Beach, underneath the moonlight
Four bare feet, kicking up the sand
Chorus
Dancing on the Beach, arm around my Baby
Cheek to cheek, hand in hand
Dancing on the Beach, underneath the moonlight
Four bare feet, kicking up the sand

Track 10
WRITE ME A NOTE
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2002 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Verse 1
Friday afternoon, I've been working all week
I've got a little money to spend
Tonight I have a date, but first I decided
I would go out with some of my friends
We laugh and we joke about the Big Boss Man
How we need more pay
I saw I had a message on my phone
I listened and I heard her say

Verse 3
So I ran from my friends as fast as I could
With one thing on my mind
Get to her and apologize
While I still had time
I got to her street, her house was dark
Yes, she had gone to bed
A letter was taped to her front door
This is how it read

Instrumental

Verse 3
So I called on the phone and I knocked on her door
Handed her a note
She smiled at me when she looked down
And read the words I wrote
I am so sorry, please forgive me
Can we still be friends
She winked and said, we can be more than that
If I never have to say again

Chorus
Why don't you write me a note
Why don't you call on the phone
Why are you out with all your friends
While I wait for you all alone
Why don't you tap on my window
Why don't you knock on my door
You'd better do something fast
Because I don't want to wait for you anymore
Chorus
Why don't you write me a note
Why don't you call on the phone
Why are you out with all your friends
While I wait for you all alone
Why don't you tap on my window
Why don't you knock on my door
You'd better do something fast
Because I don't want to wait for you anymore
So, if you're late, no joke
Just remember to write the note

Track 11
RUM PHONICS
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2006 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Verse 1
He says erotic, he means erratic
His tongue is tied, his brain is full of static
He's an educated man, but when a drink's in his hand
He speaks a language you can't understand

Chorus
A little bit of rum will not make you numb
It's not surprising, nor is it ironic
When you've had too much to drink
It makes it hard to think
And you'll find yourself speaking rum phonics

Verse 2
He says tarbender, he means bartender
His speech tells you his mind is in a blender
He's a musical man, he sings along with the band
In a language you can't understand

Chorus
A little bit of rum will not make you numb
It's not surprising, nor is it ironic
When you've had too much to drink
It makes it hard to think
And you'll find yourself speaking rum phonics

Instrumental

Bridge
He really likes his rum
And a good conversation or two
Take some advice from me
If he turns and starts talking to you

Verse 3
And says, Hey there, it's good to know ya
Then he buys you a rum and coca-cola
I do not say this in jest
Here's how you'll know you're a mess
You understand every word that he says

CHorus
A little bit of rum will not make you numb
It's not surprising, nor is it ironic
When you've had too much to drink
It makes it hard to think
And you'll find yourself speaking rum phonics
When you've had too much to drink
It makes it hard to think
And you'll find yourself speaking rum phonics

Track 12
YOU'RE ON VACATION
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2005 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Verse 1
Relax; kick back
No need to have a panic attack
You're on vacation
You're stressed, you're a mess
It's time to give your mind a rest
You're on vacation

Chorus
Take a little time for yourself
No time to worry about anything else
Live the life of ease, do just what you please
Permission granted for you to be carefree
You're on vacation

Verse 2
Take five, many times
Be in neutral, not overdrive
You're on vacation
What a thrill, just to chill
You're going to like the way it makes you feel
You're on vacation

Chorus
Take a little time for yourself
No time to worry about anything else
Live the life of ease, do just what you please
Permission granted for you to be carefree
You're on vacation

Bridge
A lazy hammock under the tree is
Rocked gently by ocean breezes
Each time it sways, your troubles fade away
All your dreams become reality
When you're on vacation

Instrumental

Verse 3
Island band, they're grand
Dancing toes in the snow white sand
You're on vacation
Blue seas, palm trees
This is how life was meant to be
You're on vacation

Chorus
Take a little time for yourself
No time to worry about anything else
Live the life of ease, do just what you please
Permission granted for you to be carefree
You're on vacation
You're on vacation
Relax, You're on vacation

Track 13
A LADY AND A DANCER
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2006 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Verse 1
I knew, she was a lady
The first time that we met
Even though she would go crazy
On the dance floor, she was the best
She said, hello, how are you
Her voice was familiar somehow
It's like we already knew
All I could do was say, I am fine now
Pre-Chorus
Sometimes it's hard to imagine
Within a short time, it would be like
We'd always been together
Sharing the best times of our life

Chorus
She's a lady and a dancer
I want everyone to see
She's a lady and a dancer
Now the lady's dancing with me

Verse 2
Love grew from the first time I met her
The days went by so fast
Every week got better and better
We both knew, this could last
She liked the beach and liked to dance
She loved music and sunshine
The same for me, so I took a chance
No better lady, no better time
Pre-Chorus
Sometimes it's hard to imagine
Within a short time, it would be like
We'd always been together
Sharing the best times of our life

Chorus
She's a lady and a dancer
I want everyone to see
She's a lady and a dancer
Now the lady's dancing with me

Instrumental

Bridge
Sometimes you know it's the right thing
The love is there with all of the fun
Same soul, same aspirations
She said and I said, you are the one

Chorus
She's a lady and a dancer
I want everyone to see
She's a lady and a dancer
Now the lady's dancing with me
Chorus
She's a lady and a dancer
I want everyone to see
She's a lady and a dancer
Now the lady's dancing with me

Track 14
A LOTTA PINA COLADAS
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2005 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Verse 1
She likes to dance, I like the beach
One thing in common, we like tropical drinks
I took her on a Caribbean cruise
She made me put on my dancing shoes

Chorus
We drank a lotta pina coladas
And danced until the sun came up
It was a lotta pina coladas
And a whole bunch of my Baby's love

Verse 2
She's got heart, I've got soul
With that combination we can never grow old
I took her to a luau in Waikiki
She took me away behind the coconut tree

Chorus
We drank a lotta pina coladas
And danced until the sun came up
It was a lotta pina coladas
And a whole bunch of my Baby's love

Bridge
Coconut cream, pineapple juice
Put in some rum, makes my feet get loose
Add crushed ice, blend it fast
Out of the blender into a tall glass
Fruit on the rim, umbrella on top
Keep 'em coming, no need to stop
A lotta pina coladas
And a whole bunch of love

Instrumental

Chorus
We drank a lotta pina coladas
And danced until the sun came up
It was a lotta pina coladas
And a whole bunch of my Baby's love

Verse 3
She's so sweet, I'm a beach bum
She's the pineapple juice, I'm the coconut rum
I took her on the dance floor, they turned up the beat
We blended together like a tropical treat

Chorus
We drank a lotta pina coladas
And danced until the sun came up
It was a lotta pina coladas
And a whole bunch of my Baby's love
A lotta pina coladas
A lotta pina coladas
A lotta pina coladas
And a whole bunch of my Baby's love

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"VACATION" CD LYRICS

TRACK 1
VACATION
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2004 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

I'm going on vacation, I'm going on vacation
I've got my suitcases packed
I'm, yes, I?m going on vacation
I'm going on vacation
And I'm never, never, ever coming back

I've been wondering for so long
Why I'm working for somebody else
Saving up all my vacation
Just to have a little time to myself
When I could be in the islands
Where even the work is play
I could be styling
And living vacation everyday

I'm going on vacation, I'm going on vacation
I've got my suitcases packed
I'm, yes, I'm going on vacation
I'm going on vacation
And I'm never, never, ever coming back

Vacations are too short
A week and sometimes two
Just when you start relaxing
Vacation is already through
And you're back home and working
A forty hour week and then
One thing's for certain
You can't wait for vacation again

I'm going on vacation, I'm going on vacation
I've got my suitcases packed
I'm, yes, I'm going on vacation
I'm going on vacation
And I'm never, never, ever coming back

So many places to see, so much I want to do
So little time to make it all come true
I've put it off too long
The islands are where I belong
It's time to prove, I'm making my move
I'll see you there, so long

Pack it all up, pack it up now
Pack it all up, never coming back
I'm going on vacation, I'm going on vacation
I've got my suitcases packed
I'm, yes, I'm going on vacation
I'm going on vacation
And I'm never, never, ever coming back
I'm, yes, I'm going on vacation,
I'm going on vacation
And I'm never, never, ever coming back
I'm going on vacation!

TRACK 2
CARIBBEAN CRAZY
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2002 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Got a call from some old friends
They asked me how have I been
I said, I couldn't be better
Living here in this beautiful weather
How's it going with you?
They said, we're feeling lousy
The weather here has been so cloudy
We're about to go insane
In all this cold and rain
We need a cure for the blues

It's time to go where it's always sunny
Drink margaritas underneath a coconut tree
Walk hand in hand on the beach with your Honey
Feel the foam at your feet
And the warmth of an island breeze
Where everyone expects you to be lazy
You've got to head down south
And go Caribbean crazy

I said, it's time to get going
Now that you're sitting there knowing
Just what you need to do
To finally cure those blues
You know where you belong
Lay on the beach and sail until sunset
Then go into town and you bet
You're going to dance the night away
As you listen to the tropical band
Play a Caribbean song

You know you need a Caribbean get-a-way
Every time you close your eyes
You hear those steel drums play

TRACK 3
SAIL - EBRATION
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2003 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

The water is sparkling like diamonds on the bay
Tell-tails indicate a breeze is on the way
Out in the channel, sails reach for the sun
Sailors shout their greetings
Good day good friends, have fun

I love to go sailing with all my friends
Get all the boats in a formation
The wind is strong, you're welcome to come along
Join us for a day of sail-ebration

Barbequing sunbathers wave to us from shore
Colorful spinnakers are so hard to ignore
I relate, as many times I've longed to be afloat
Every time I looked to sea, I wished I had a boat

I love to go sailing with all my friends
Get all the boats in a formation
The wind is strong, you're welcome to come along
Join us for a day of sail-ebration

The Captain goes below
And brings up cola, rum and limes
Shoes off, wind blown hair
Good friends and good times
The wind peaks, hold on tight
Now we're making way
Biscayne Bay is ours today
On the Cuba Libre

Time has flown just like the wind
The day turns into night
Grind the winch and come about
And pull the lines in tight
Join our friends back on the dock
Share our salty tales
Greet the sun tomorrow for another day of sail

I love to go sailing with all my friends
Get all the boats in a formation
The wind is strong, you're welcome to come along
Join us for a day of sail-ebration
It's a day full of sail-ebration

TRACK 4
SUGARCANE IS SWEET
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
© 2003 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

Sugarcane is sweet but my Baby is sweeter
That's the reason I will always treat her
So good, be so true
We're as cozy as two Eskimos in an igloo
Like the mid-morning sun
She warms me all over, turn me over I'm done
Sugarcane is sweet but my Baby is sweeter than that

My Baby is sweeter than sugarcane
Smoother than a silky dress
Softer than cotton, hotter than fire
She makes my heart say "yes"
Sugarcane is sweet but my Baby is sweeter than that

Cotton is soft but my Baby is softer
That's the reason I will always offer
To be there, by her side
When I'm with her I like the way I feel inside
Like good wine, there's no debating
A kiss from her lips is so intoxicating
Cotton is soft but my Baby is softer than that

My Baby is sweeter than sugarcane
Smoother than a silky dress
Softer than cotton, hotter than fire
She makes my heart say "yes"
Sugarcane is sweet but my Baby is sweeter than that

Silk is smooth but my Baby is smoother
I'm not really sure just why I move her
To care about me, when I'm rough on the edges
It's amazing she sees
Through my thick layer of skin
Where she says underneath lies a sparking gem
Silk is smooth but my Baby is smoother than that

My Baby is sweeter than sugarcane
Smoother than a silky dress
Softer than cotton, hotter than fire
She makes my heart say "yes"
Sugarcane is sweet but my Baby is sweeter than that

Everyone needs someone
To love and treat so fine
I hope you have found your Baby
'Cause I have sure found mine

Fire is hot but my Baby is hotter
I'd tell you more, but I say what bother
Some things are best kept to yourself
When she holds me close I think of nothing else
I kiss her once, I want to kiss her again
She breathes out, I want to breathe in
Fire is hot but my Baby is hotter than that

My Baby is sweeter than sugarcane
Smoother than a silky dress
Softer than cotton, hotter than fire
She makes my heart say "yes"
Sugarcane is sweet but my Baby is sweeter than that
Sugarcane is sweet but my Baby is sweeter than that

The weather has got me smiling
The sun it feels so warm
The sky is blue with some clouds in the distance
But they mean no harm
For all of the beauty, that my eyes see
The best part about this picture
Is you're here with me

A sunset from the back porch swing
Photo albums worn with age
A sigh or a laugh for each picture
Fond memories page after page
For all of the romance and all of the fun
The best part about these pictures
Is you're in every one

Pictures to keep the past alive
Memories of another place and time
This picture perfect day, makes me just want to say
I picture this, a lifetime for you and I

The future is made up of pictures in my mind
I can see, you and me, until the end of time

Just like a summer vacation
Somewhere on a tropical isle
Pictures bring back the magic
Of the first time I saw you smile
For all of the memories and all of our dreams
Here's to pictures and the joy they bring

Pictures to keep the past alive
Memories of another place and time
This picture perfect day, makes me want to say
I picture this, a lifetime for you and I
Just picture this, a lifetime for you and I

She likes an olive with her martini
Cashmere sweater and Italian boots
Well, I like style, but where I am going
They wear flip-flops and a bathing suit

So, make mine a pina colada
I've been working too hard, now I've gotta
Take a chance on life and have a little fun
I've got some money in my pocket
And a one-way ticket to the tropics
So bartender, make mine a pina colada

He likes his beer in a long neck bottle
Belt buckle and a cowboy hat
Well, I like Willie and Waylon too
But at this moment, I'm not feeling like that

That couple toast their glasses of champagne
Wedding dress and a rented tux
One day I might find myself in that position
But for now, I'll just wish them luck

So, make mine a pina colada
I've been working too hard, now I've gotta
Take a chance on life and have a little fun
(Let's have some fun)

They like margaritas and Coronas
Hawaiian shirts and tropical tales
Boat talk and songs of the islands
Now that's a group I can fit in quite well

In the little tiki bar at the big resort
Everyday is much the same
Bartenders all pride themselves
On knowing everyone's drink and name
Tropical drinks come in a coconut shell
Served by the girl with the coconut earrings
When I drop by, she smiles and says "Hi"
And makes my heart start to sing

I'm so crazy about that girl
She's the sanity in a coconut world
Like a daiquiri in a blender, my head's in a whirl
I'm crazy about the Coconut Girl

She always wears Hawaiian sarongs
Around her waist
And a pastel bikini top
Hibiscus in her hair and a necklace of shells
And tiny pink flip flops
Everyone tells her how pretty she is
That's a fact I will not deny
But when she looks at me
I'm like a bird on the breeze
I never get past her eyes

I'm so crazy about that girl
She's the sanity in a coconut world
Like a daiquiri in a blender, my head's in a whirl
I'm crazy about the Coconut Girl

In a coconut world there's a Big Kahuna
Sitting on every bar stool
She smiles at the guys
And they each see themselves
As the one she thinks is so cool
She tells me I'm crazy, well, I'm a little insane
Maybe even loco but
With the wink of her eye, she assures me that I
Am still her Big Coconut

I'm so crazy about that girl
She's the sanity in a coconut world
Like a daiquiri in a blender, my head's in a whirl
I'm crazy about the Coconut Girl
Well, if she's a coconut then I'm a tropical squirrel
I'm crazy about the Coconut Girl
(You're so crazy)

TRACK 8
CAPTAINS
Music and Lyric by Gene Mitchell
(c) 2003 Sailor Boy Publishing (BMI)

In the stillness of the morning
On the docks along the bay
The smell of bait fish, the sound of tackle
Welcomes the day
As the Captains greet new faces
The deck hands smile and yawn
Passengers are unaware
They were up way before the dawn

When they were young
They took up fishing
To mentally escape
A constant world of hustle
Was soon left in their wake
They dreamed of growing older
And a big boat of their own
Going fishing everyday
And to call the ocean home

In the stillness of the evening
There's a flickering of lights
From boats all cleaned and ready
To welcome the night
Captains toast each other
With feet propped on the rails
Each day's another chapter
In an endless fishing tale

Captains steer their boats
Towards the morning sun
Working hard each day
So the passengers have fun
It's not an easy life they're living
But they're living a life of ease
Doing what most will never do
Captains live their dream
It's not an easy life they're living
But they're living a life of ease
Doing what most will never do
Captains live their dream

There's a coconut in the tiki hut
Filled with coconut cream
Let's mix some with Hawaiian rum
And have cocktails down by the sea

Diamond Head in the distance
Waves gently lapping the shore
Holding you close to me brings such peace
I want to love you more and more

There's a coconut in the tiki hut
Filled with coconut cream
Let's mix some with Hawaiian rum
And have cocktails down by the sea

Kisses sweeter than pineapple punch
Please don't ever stop
Like a big volcano, I lava you lots
You make me blow my top

There's a coconut in the tiki hut
Filled with coconut cream
Let's mix some with Hawaiian rum
And have cocktails down by the sea

The moon above and the one I love
And the one that truly loves me
Hold on tight, we'll share the night
Two coconuts under the tree

My heart is pounding like island drums
You're shaking like a hula girl
Life is sweet, just you and me
In our own little coconut world

There's a coconut in the tiki hut
Filled with coconut cream
Let's mix some with Hawaiian rum
And have cocktails down by the sea
There's a coconut in the tiki hut
Filled with coconut cream
Let's mix some with Hawaiian rum
And have cocktails down by the sea
We'll mix some with Hawaiian rum
And have cocktails down by the sea
There's a coconut in the tiki hut
Coconut in the tiki hut

I've replied to all of my e-mails
I've returned my incoming calls
I'm taking off my thinking cap
And hanging it on the wall
I'm not looking to the left or right
To search for work left undone
I'm not looking back on the week
The weekends are made for fun

I'm looking forward to nothing to do
Just lay back, kick off my shoes
No schedule to keep, I've got nothing to prove
I'm looking forward to nothing to do

I'm hanging my feet off a sailboat
Closing my eyes in a dream
It's amazing how my head can clear
When bathed in a tropical breeze
The day is full of things to do
But no one is making demands
It feels so good to finally say
I really don't have any plans

I'm looking forward to nothing to do
Just lay back, kick off my shoes
No schedule to keep, I've got nothing to prove
I'm looking forward to nothing to do

Going to slow down, take it easy
No need to be in a rush
If I take a little time just for myself
It's not asking that much

Maybe I'll sit in a deck chair
Or lay in a hammock all day
Maybe I'll stay right here on the boat
And anchor out in the bay
Nothing can be so relaxing
As having no where to be
There's something about doing something
But "nothing," sounds good to me

I'm looking forward to nothing to do
Just lay back, kick off my shoes
No schedule to keep, I've got nothing to prove
I'm looking forward to nothing to do
No schedule to keep, I've got nothing to prove
I'm looking forward to nothing to do

Where did she come from, what was it she said
When I was not looking, why did I turn my head
How could the sound of her voice
Make time suspend
Was it the depth of her eyes
That made me fall right in

Maybe it was summer
Or the Earth too close to Mars
That made two souls unite and begin
To dance among the stars

What does it matter, where love begins
When you feel yourself falling
There's no need to pretend
That you can hold on, and take it slow
When your heart keeps telling you
Give in and just let go

Maybe it was summer
Or the Earth too close to Mars
That made two souls unite and begin
To dance among the stars

So many questions, I get confused
It's been said in love and war there are no rules

Who has the answer, what makes love start
Where can you go and hide
When it's filling up your heart
How can you just ignore
What consumes your mind
Why one certain person
At one certain moment in time

Maybe it was summer
Or the Earth too close to Mars
That made two souls unite and begin
To dance among the stars
Maybe it was summer
Or the Earth too close to Mars
That made two souls unite and begin
To dance among the stars
Dance among the stars

Let's cuddle like we use to do
Put two chairs out in the yard
Under the Texas Moon

Let's count all the stars and then
We'll talk for awhile, and remember when
When we first, said "I love you"
Now here we are, still under the Texas Moon

Hey, look at that, the Man in the Moon
Is he winking at Venus, or me and you
Wait 'til those clouds, are covering his eyes
Now, give me a kiss, and hear him sigh

Let's watch, as the moon passes by
And he says "hello" to the morning sky
Now let's cuddle, inside our room
Put the chairs away
Goodnight Texas Moon

Some people say, it doesn't make sense
Moving so slowly at such great expense
Sailing's not cheap, on that I agree
The boat costs money but the wind is free

That's life on a boat
Not a place for just ordinary folk
It's a special breed that feel the need
To live their lives afloat
That's life on a boat, when I'm bored
It's the perfect antidote
I'm living it up and never giving up
Life on a boat

Something's wrong, I can tell by her face
She needs some time in her quiet place
I'll stay right here and just man the wheel
'Cause I can understand the way she feels

Maybe it's just a sail for the day
Or you live aboard that tub
Once you discover the beauty of sail
You never can get enough

Onboard boat, it's a tiny world
But the world gets bigger with the sails unfurled
Whether on a river, a lake or the sea
You've always got water front property

Ricky Ricardo, playing his conga
Brought Cuba to the U.S.A.
Down to Havana, to the Tropicana
Americans headed to play
The men wore tropical shirts
Women wore big ruffled skirts
All looking for a little romance
That Caribbean beat in the tropical heat
Made every body get up and dance

The Cuba groove, was on the move
The beat of a bongo playing a mambo
With a trumpet and a Spanish guitar
The Cuba groove, still on the move
A conga drum and a bottle of rum
Still makes you rumba under the stars

Fidel Castro, he caused a fiasco
October, Nineteen Sixty-two
With his Russian missiles threatening to whistle
Over head the Red, White and Blue
Then came the embargo of all Cuban cargo
No more cigars from Havana town
But that Cuban music, we didn't lose it
Americans still love that sound

Fedoras, stiletto shoes, mojitos, a table for two
Take a trip, back in time
When the band played Babaloo, Babaloo

Ricky Ricardo, playing his conga
Is now on a Heavenly mission
I don't mean to be picky, but his son Little Ricky
Didn't carry on that Cuban tradition
But we have Gloria Estefan and that Margarita Man
One day he's gonna win a Grammy
But we don't have to go all the way down to Cuba
We only have to go to Miami

Parrot Bay, that's where I want to play
Night and day, dream my life away
Forever I'll stay, on Parrot Bay, Parrot Bay

I want to live where the sun always shines
And all the waterfalls are flowing with wine
My full time job is to be a beach bum
And every coconut is filled with rum

Parrot Bay, that's where I want to play
Night and day, dream my life away
Forever I'll stay, on Parrot Bay

I want to go where there's plenty of room
Macaws and Cockatoos sing island tunes
All around there's a view of the sea
From every hammock under every tree

Parrot Bay, that's where I want to play
Night and day, dream my life away
Forever I'll stay, on Parrot Bay

There's nothing wrong with living your dreams
No matter where your destination
As for me, it's plain to see
I want to live an eternal vacation
Pack your bags and get away

Parrot Bay, that's where I want to play
Night and day, dream my life away
Forever I'll stay, on Parrot Bay, Parrot Bay

Parrot Bay, Parrot Bay, Parrot Bay

I want to dance under the stars
With my Baby wrapped in my arms
Sit in the beach chairs when we are done
And take a little sip of that coconut rum
Rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum, rum

Parrot Bay, that's where I want to play
Night and day, dream my life away
Forever I'll stay, on Parrot Bay
Parrot Bay, that's where I want to play
Night and day, dream my life away
Forever I'll stay, on Parrot Bay, Parrot Bay

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