Rattlesnake shake in a calypso band
Dry cracked lips spitting up sand
Swaying hips beneath the swaying palms
She's a third-world girl, she's an acetylene bomb
Keeping track of losing time
I've finally given up on the shuffle and the shoeshine

I'm open arms for what it's worth
Give me 4 days of heaven, 3 days of work
4 days of heaven 3 days of work

Skipping stones on a choppy sea
You drink the Kool aid I'll take the tea
Siren songs of heaven and earth
Give me 4 days of heaven 3 days of work
3 days of heaven, 3 days of work

Familiar strange it touches me
It's not as distant as before
But nearly embraceable
Waiting behind the door
Always waiting behind that door

Left home on a sinking boat
But I found a place that's not too remote
Gotta take a little time to set up first
Give me 4 days of heaven, 3 days of work
4 days of heaven 3 days of work