Donkeys

Don't lie, where have you been?

Your teeth are red, your eyes are peppermints

Sailing out to sea with your new best friend

You don't like the way you live so you play pretend

But isn't it time you act your age?

You got a mortgage on your shoulder, got a babe on the way

You shrug it off with a jackass grin

Thinking once you clean up you're going to do it again

He says

Whoa, oh, oh no

I'm going to Pleasure Island, I don't want to come home

Whoa, oh, oh no

The reverend says beware, he swears we're going to hell

We may be donkeys but at least we have a tale to tell

Don't start with the slap on the wrist

I don't need no cease and desist

I ain't fooling around and it ain't no sin

So you best be stepping back because ugly ultimatums

And never you mind what your old maid says

There ain't nothing to complain so long as you're earning bread

She's got a way of getting under your skin

She plants a little seed of doubt, the guilt blossoms

She says

Whoa, oh, oh no

You're going to Pleasure Island, you can never come home

Whoa, oh, oh no

The problem with you, kid, is you can't say no

You can't take a little nibble, you got to lick the bowl

I pushed off, I'm sailing away

And I ain't looking back

I can't look at that face

This just might be my greatest mistake

So when the future turns away for the present's presence

My life was born of pleasure, but it sure wasn't pleasant

He says

Whoa, oh, oh no

I'm going to Pleasure Island, I ain't never going home

Whoa, oh, oh no

I'll make an ass out of myself before I say I'm broke

Yeah, I'll soon be bucking around in the mud

Whoa, oh, oh no

I'm going to Pleasure Island, I ain't never going home

Whoa, oh, oh no

The reverend says beware, he swears we're going to hell

The sheriff says be careful, they're going to throw us in jail

We may be donkeys but at least we have a tale to tell