THE NAZE - CARIBBEAN GOLD

They met on an island in the Caribbean
Something happened when their eye`s met
He was eighteen she was thirty seven
But neither of them had any regrets
Just a holiday thing came the accusations
But to them Caribbean Gold

What`s it like visiting a museum
One of his so called friends said
This was deep deep sarcasm
But it just went over his head
Just a holiday thing came the accusations
But to them Caribbean Gold

Everywhere they were seen together
People thought they were mother and son
Till they were seen kissing
On a beach with a setting sun
Just a holiday thing came the accusations
But to them Caribbean Gold

They came back to England and stayed together
In a cottage down by the sea
A picture of the Caribbean in the bedroom
Now he`s forty seven and she's seventy five
Just a holiday thing came the accusations
But to them Caribbean Gold

Written by:
PETER BUCKLAND

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