G&T on a tropical island

She's crossing sea and land To convince you 'bout your crime Still bold enough to state that She's just an angry, sick, bad child Brand new sweet ride in your garage That you intend to show off No one can say it's a crime To take joy in what you've earned Supposed to think a bit faster now But we're not sure if you can You're still stuck in the seventies With a smoke in your hand Supposed to think a bit faster now But we're not sure if you can You're to lazy and cold Still aiming for your second luxury home You're fine with handing things off To your daughter-in-law Ain't got time to get involved with Those religious, wasteful thoughts Travelled half the world for the weekend Of course you expect to be treated right Spent some real good cash this vacation Let them develop, let them learn Supposed to think a bit faster now But we're not sure if you can You're still stuck in the seventies With a smoke in your hand Supposed to think a bit faster now But we're not sure if you can You're to lazy and cold Still aiming for your second luxury home