Madame Sun

King sized bed, just sleeping one She's on holiday alone She left her worries, back at home She ran away unchaperoned A big straw hat, and a short little dress All ready to go for lunch Bleached blonde hair, and lined brown skin Her lipstick is on and done She shuffles down the pavement with a drink in her hand Kinda movin' to the beat Her teeth gleaming white, fresh out of the cup Her jewelry jingles on her feet Madame Sun, sunny lady Madame Sun, she loves her fun Madame Sun, stays out of the shady Boredom is her enemy, here comes Madame Sun She sparkles in her dinner gown It goes perfect with her tan Needs some help, going down the stairs She'll take the arm of any man Spinning by, on the dance floor She's having a laugh And in big block letters Carpe Diem, will be written On her epitaph Her troubles all stayed home, And all she's got is this great vacation So, screw what she is supposed to do The drinks stop her bones from achin' Madame Sun, sunny lady Madame Sun, she loves her fun Madame Sun, stays out of the shady Boredom is her enemy, here comes Madame Sun