Brazil Nuts and Blue Curaçao

There’s sand in my socks and there’s sand in my pockets

Feels like a little beach in my ears and eye sockets

I know I look dumb with my mirrored Oakleys on

But the sun’s a space laser, I’m the planet Alderaan

This resort may be crumbling and abandoned

But I guess it’s all-inclusive anyhow

All you can eat, all you can drink, as long as what you want

Is Brazil nuts and Blue Curaçao

It’s a little slice of paradise, this utopian collective

Though the water’s never hot and the fridges are defective

And now we’re never lonely since Jeff and Karen joined

And there’s Gary and there’s Tina and there’s Carol from Des Moines

I used to fake appendicitis in phys-ed class

I’m still not a team player even now

But we’re better off together, no we’re not meant to be alone

Like Brazil nuts and Blue Curaçao

To be honest I expected this would all be more stressful

But Gary is a hunter and he’s usually successful

And Karen is a doctor, and Jeff can fix a car

And we’ve got a little band, and Tina plays the bass guitar

The shelves are getting empty in the cellar

But we’re gonna have a party somehow

I checked and double checked and all we’ve got left

Is Brazil nuts and Blue Curaçao

Brazil nuts and Blue Curaçao