Marooned On Piano Island lyrics

Hello, hello, hello, to the girl with eight inch fingers. Codeine eyes swollen like hives and stingers. This is our first caress and I must confess you look slightly marionette-esque. The way you walk out of order. The way you talk out of tune. Marooned on Piano Island. Population of two, population me and you. I met a girl with eight inch fingers. She clothed herself in pineapple skin. She tempted me with forbidden pleasure now I'll live on Piano Island forever. She's a tropical beauty.