I could see that the sun it was deadly

She's putting her hand in the fire

Her velvety skin it was cooking

Lily white, lily white turning to raspberry

But when she slips in between the sheets tonight

the memory will linger and burn

And when she look at the face in the mirror

What a terrible sight

Lily white turning to raspberry

(When it burns you rub on the lotion

if it stings you sit in the ocean, oh no)

Les nouveaux riches, when they

tres fatigue they fly, off to the sunshine

they set jet away, they don't

get a kick, they don't get a buzz man

they, talk in circles, they not for us oh

Les nouveaux riches, when they

tres fatigue they fly, off to the ocean

they hot foot away, they don't

get a buzz, they don't get a kick

man they, talk in circles

they must be thick, a say tick dem

a tick tick tick-a

I could see that the guys were a hassle

She tried to handle them cool

But her interbreeding was showing

tumbling out on the banks of the old

swimming pool, oh oh oh

So she buried her fears in a bottle

the juices beginning to flow

But her stiff upper lip it was trembling

tripping her up, her words were beginning to roll

Hush your mouth, you can't fool the natives

telegraph, they's going to relay it, oh no

Les nouveaux riches, when they

tres fatigue they fly, off to the sunshine

they set jet away, they don't

get a kick, they don't get a buzz man

they, talk in circles, they not for us oh

Les nouveaux riches, when they

tres fatigue they fly, off to the ocean

they hot foot away, they don't

get a buzz, they don't get a kick

man they, talk in circles

they must be thick, a say tick dem

a tick tick tick-a

I remember the tears in her eyes

She tried to hide them away

But her time it was going too quickly

Just another few days, she'll soon be flying away

But her memory will stay here forever

A time she will never forget

All the sun and the sand and the water

Such a beautiful place, she never got her feet
wet

No way, she keeping a cool head

She got a tan, from under the sun bed, oh no

Les nouveaux riches, when they

tres fatigue they fly, off to the sunshine

they set jet away, they don't

get a kick, they don't get a buzz man

they, talk in circles, they not for us oh

Les nouveaux riches, when they

tres fatigue they fly, off to the ocean

they hot foot away, they don't

get a buzz, they don't get a kick

man they, talk in circles

they must be thick, a say tick dem

a tick tick tick-a