Won't go to bed until the children are fed
Coming up shy because the fields were dry
Sing, Caroline
(Sing, sing, sing)
Won't go to sleep until I've bedded the sheep
Trying to make mojito, but I haven't got lime
Sing, Caroline (sing, sing, sing, sing)
Sing forth to Caroline
Four-wheel drive, four-wheel drive
Tilled a lot of sand, but I can still see fields
And I could kill the madame who takes my
Darkest hour, the darkest hour of my life
Not like spring to put the hole in a ring
Bare the brother's child and let the fauna re-wild
Sing forth to Caroline
(Oh, sing, sing forth to Caroline)
Haiti got sun, but where in hell is the rum?
Solar clip the needle for that hay, thanks, I'm fine
Sing, Caroline (ah, sing)
Sing forth to Caroline (to Caroline)
Four-wheel drive, four-wheel drive
Tilled a lot of sand, but I can still see fields
And I could kill the madame who takes my
Darkest hour, the darkest hour
Four-wheel drive, four-wheel drive (four-wheel drive)
Tilled a lot of sand, but I can still see fields (see fields)
And I could kill the madame who takes my
Darkest hour, the darkest hour of my life
Four-wheel drive, four-wheel drive
I'm gonna kill, I'm gonna kill, I'm gonna kill, I'm gonna
I'm gonna kill the madame
I'm gonna kill, I'm gonna kill, I'm gonna kill, I'm gonna
I'm gonna kill the madame
I'm gonna kill, I'm gonna kill, I'm gonna kill, I'm gonna
I'm gonna kill the madame
