Lucky me, lucky you

(Ron & Russell Mael) We lie marooned on a tropical isle in the sun Someday they'll come, take us back with a dumb "welcome home" Until that day arrives Lucky me, lucky you Lucky me, lucky you I'll lose my tan and the very next day you'll be gone I'll get a job and I'll marry a marvelous blonde Until that day arrives Lucky me, lucky you Lucky me, lucky you Maybe the world has decided we died in that gale We were the ones who they voted most likely to fail Lucky me, lucky you Lucky me, lucky you