Marooned on Piano Island

Lyrics

Hello, hello, hello, to the girl with eight inch fingers Codeine eyes swollen like hives and stingers This is our first caress And I must confess you look slightly marionette-esque The way you walk out of order The way you talk out of tune Marooned on Piano Island Population of two, population me and you I met a girl with eight inch fingers She clothed herself in pineapple skin She tempted me with forbidden pleasure Now I'll live on Piano Island forever She's a tropical beauty