LYRICS

Martinique
Written by:  Peter J.
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Chorus:
Hoist up the sails,
and pull up the anchor,
belay the halyards' and trim the jib and main sails.

Hoist up the colors,
and batten the hatches,
we're gonna sail on down to Martinique.

Verse:
I hate to leave this old coast of Mexico,
the good times here like always have been good to me.
The women here just know how to treat their men just right,
oh, how I hate to leave.............. So...(Chorus)

Verse:
I found a little place a little hide away.
One that the tourist have not yet found.
A bottle of tequila, a lady and a sun that's hot,
is all you need, and all you've got............ So...(Chorus)

Verse:
Looking back across the waves I begin to smile.
As the coastline settles in the sea.
I look ahead as the sun climbs high above.
Good by Mehico, hello Martinique! .........So... (Chorus)

Island Time
Written by:  Peter J.
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Verse:
I gaze out from my bedroom window,
looking at the streets below.
People working, children playing,
traffics jamming, the noise is blaring.
all the while I, sit here dreaming,
waiting for mind to clear.
Then I pick up my guitar,
put my feet on the table,
and lean back to enjoy the time.

Chorus:
Living on island time.
Living on island time.
Just take it on down, a couple of levels,
you'll be living on island time.

Verse:
Sailing on down the coast,
running free with the wind.
The ocean is mighty,
this sailor is feisty,
the sunlight's  blinding,
the night sky is falling.
On the shoreline,
city lights sparkle,
mixing with the stars above.
The gentle rock of the ocean,
puts this sailor to dreaming,
peaceful as the morning calm.  (Chorus)

Verse:
In the islands you forget your ways,
all the games you used to play.
The water the sun,
the wine and the rum.
the moon and the stars,
that Caribbean charm.
Then you start to drift away,
as you sail on another day.
Another island of fun and
more wine and some rum,
living like a pirates son.

Living on island time.
Living on Island Time.
Just take it on down a couple of levels,
you'll be living on island time.
Just bring it on down a couple of levels,
you'll be living on Island time.

Piña Colada
Written by:  Peter J.
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Verse:
Piña Colada......Cruzan Rum......Banana Daiquiris........
would you like to try some!
(we're) singing ,.....
Piña Colada......Cruzan Rum......Banana Daiquiris........
would you like to try some!

Here we are just sailing along,
out and about just having some fun.
Watching for girls out getting some sun,
and here we go, just singing our song, singing. (Chorus)

Verse:
Here we are just hanging around,
out on the beach just having some fun.
Watching for girls out lying in the sun,
coconut oil, baking till their done, singing.  (Chorus)

Middle:
Here we are...........suns going down...........behind the clouds.......
out on the sea.......

Here we are...........suns going down...........behind the clouds.......
out on the sea.......

And here we are just hanging around,
out and about just having some fun,
watching for girls all golden and brown, and here they come,
their singing our song, singing........(Chorus)

Cast Your Dreams
Written by:  Peter J.
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Verse:
I lie down to sleep,
upon an empty beach,
the wind blows through the palms, soft and warm.
The stars fill the sky.
Then one goes shooting by,
and the moonrises up, from the sea.
In a cafe nearby,
a band plays a lullaby.
Two lovers holding hands by the sea.
I watch them for awhile, then I begin to smile.
I pull my hat down as I close my eyes, and the band sings.

Chorus:
 Li Li Li Li Li Li......Li Li Li Li Li Li.........
Li Li Li cast your dreams upon the sea...... and they will
Li Li Li Li Li Li.......Li Li Li Li Li Li..........
Li Li Li Li will bring, you back to me.

Verse:
Many a day has past,
when I finally thought at last,
for some rhyme or reason why, I just don't know.
If only for the night,
I again could hold you tight.
I pull my hat down as I close my eyes, and the band sings
(Chorus)

St. Lucia
Written by:  Peter J.
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Chorus:
Come sail away with me to St. Lucia.
Come walk the sandy beaches, hand in mine.
Come sail away with me to St. Lucia,
and I will stay with you, through all time.

Verse:
I've sailed around this world, on this old schooner.
The seven seas run heavy, through my veins.
I've sailed through stormy seas, no man should venture.
I've seen the face of death, at every turn.

I've had my share of rum, my share of bourbon.
I've had my share of fights, and endless nights.
I've had my share of life, my share of living.
I've had my share to gamble, against the odds.........  So...(Chorus)

Verse:
The years I've lived, upon the ocean.
The years I've lived sailing, 'round this world.
The years searched in vain, times forsaken.
I've lived a life time alone, how 'bout you.  (Chorus)

Boat Shoes (I wanna be a millionaire)
Written by:  Peter J.
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Verse:
I've got my boat shoes on and my captains hat........
my alligator shirt and my green plaid pants.
Martini in hand, shaken not stirred.............
look out ma, ma cause I think I heard......I'm no James Bond........
but then take a good look around.

All I want is what I don't got........
a great big yacht......don't think I'm asking a lot.
I wanna sail around without any cares.......instead I'm stuck here.....
standing on the pier........waiting........for my boat to come in.

Chorus:
I wanna be a millionaire.......cause I think I could like it!
I wanna stuff a million dollars.......down in my underwear.....oh yea!
I wanna be a millionaire.......cause I think I could like it.....and
you know some day.....I'll probably give it all away.

Verse:
You've heard the one who dies with the most toys wins.....
well I'm shooting for last just barley breakin' a grin.
I'll probably be around, just long enough.....to see my number hit,
for a twelve way split, ya know.......yea I thing you know........(Chorus)

Verse:
You know I wasn't born with a silver spoon......
but that doesn't mean you have to give me the moon.
Sometimes I feel it just isn't enough.........
 to give a shit, or to have shit luck.........You know.........
Yea, I think you know!

I wanna be a millionaire.......cause I think I could like it!
I wanna stuff a million dollars.......down in my underwear.....oh yea!
I wanna be a millionaire.......cause I think I could like it.....
and you know some day.........I'll probably give it all away.

I wanna be a millionaire.......cause I think I could like it!
I wanna stuff that million dollars, right down in my underwear....
oh yea!
I wanna be a millionaire.......cause I think I could like it.....
and you know some day.....I'll probably give it all away..........
yea, yea you know someday.....I'll probably give it all away........
woohooo you know some day....I'll probable give it all away............

Not!