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Sitting under the shade with your hair hanging down

The sun warms your face as your skin turns to brown

You like the way the wind feels on your face

As you lay down on your chair and stare into space.

 

Island Girl you look like a dish of ice cream on a sweltering day

And if I were to ask you out, I know what you would say

You’d say that you have no time for a man such as me

And lying on magens bay beach is where you want to be.

 

I looked at her and could hardly believe this beauty on the sand

My island is small I thought and she isn’t what I planned

But I fell in love right then and there with this beauty by the sea

And by hook or crook, I wanted her for my wife to be.

 

I didn’t leave her even though she said she’d rather be alone

I could have left but then again all I had was an empty home

I needed someone like her to be the one I chose for life

And no matter what the cost would be, she was going to be my wife.

 

I asked her where she was from and she gave me a quick reply

My mother gave birth to me and that’s the reason why.

Not a hint of her home did she give to me right then

But love takes time and it’s not a game or pretend.

 

 Finally, she asked me to leave and I said I would but first,

At least let know your name for it’s you that I thirst.

She said her name was Sandy and she shook my hand to leave

All I could do was look at her and in my heart did I grieve.

 

Then to my amazement she turned around and asked me for my name.

Its Pete I stuttered; my name is Pete but to her it was just a game.

A game of love, of hide and seek is what the Island girls play

They only want to know little of the person with which they might stay.

 

She walked a little farther and turned a second time,

Are you doing anything tonight, Pete, would you want to go and dine?

Well knock me over I thought to myself this girl may be for me,

For I am an Island boy you see, and as happy could be.

 

Looks can be deceiving and they say its only skin deep

But take my word my friend this one I would keep

We had a great time Sandy and I as we dined by candle light

And then I asked her at the door If I could spend the night?

 

Well Pete, I would let you but you know how island girls are

First, they have to know you well before you get that far

So, ask me out again sometime and we will have a real good time

I never met a man like you Pete, and I want to make you mine.

 

How happy can a couple get as Sandy and Pete became

They found true love upon a beach just by playing a game

It’s the Thing Island people do on this island in the Sun

And now you know from whence they came, and how their love begun.