Tropical Obsession

I've got a tropical obsession I think I'm losing my mind I want to see my work day done Go out and have some fun And leave the city life behind. I love the roar of the ocean The smell of tanning lotion A secluded beach somewhere There are coconuts in the trees With a warm and gentle breeze And a flower in your hair. I've got a tropical obsession It's driving me up a wall I want the palm trees and the shore Blue skies and so much more Oh God! I want it all There's an island in the sea I can hear it calling me Saying come on home today I'll bring my old beach chair Plant it in the sand somewhere And that's where I'm going to stay I've got a tropical obsession And I just can't set it free On an island remote In a little fishing boat Is where I want to be.