Working on My Tan Songtext

von Tim Curry

Nikki's at the campsite in the caravan
On the riviera
Every night the bugs bite
Catch her if they can
But she don't hear of it
She say, "I'm working on my tan. Oh man. I'm working on my tan. Oh man."
"Working on my tan."

Harvey sing calypso in the hotel band
But it's just financial
Playing for the "dipsoes" and the also-ran
But he ain't anxious, man
He say, "I'm working on my tan. Oh man. I'm working on my tan. Oh man."
"Working on my tan."

Hunt yourself an island
Hitch down to the beach
The sun belong to everyone
In everybody's reach
If confined to dry land, heal yourself a beach
Hey c'mon, son of a gun
Do I have to teach you what to say?

Take a bus, take a truck
Take a bus, take a truck
Take a bus, take a truck
But take along your good look

Do it in Jamaica
Do it in Japan
Do it in Siberia
Give us all a break and do it in Iran
Do it in Afghanistan

Everybody say-ay
I'm working on my tan. Oh man
I'm working on my tan. Oh man
Working on my tan

Sunshine, sunshine
Sunshine, sunshine