I was hanging around London
Doing tv
I was singing my heart out
On the bbc
A little girl stopped me
On the street, I thought
To ask for my autograph
And tell me I was hot
She said with a twang
I thought I recognized you
You used to pump my gas
Back in old kc Mizzou
It's a little tiny world
It's as funny as can be
Everybody's yucking it up
Come on this laugh's on me
I went to a party
With my new girl when
We got there we ran into
Four of her old boyfriends
One was with my ex-wife
One was with my gay brother
One was with my masseuse
One was with my date's mother
Seemed almost everybody there
Slept with everybody else
When I figured it all out
I figured I'd slept with myself
It's a little tiny world
Just like a little tiny town
Everybody knows
Everybody's business
And everybody knows
Mine's down
Well, my ex-wife
She's got a little baby girl
A good job and a Saab
And a New Age world
I really can't blame her
For running off with him
I'd like to marry him too
That is if I liked men
We were wedded for life
She's stuck in my craw
But I wish all the best
To my new husband-in-law
Chorus
I was stranded in paradise
On an island all alone
I had everything I wanted
But I just wanted to go home
Wrote a note in a bottle
And I threw it in the drink
It was on recycled paper
Biodegradable ink
And I waited for weeks
For that answer I yearned
Don't throw your crap in the ocean
No deposit, no return
Lyrics by Bob Walkenhorst
? 1994 Bob Walkenhorst Music bmi
