Zanzibar

Round and round the world I go<br>Like a man possessed<br>Systematically searching for<br>A certain girl in a little white dress<br>Bullet trains, boats and planes<br>Places she might be<br>Just one or two remain<br>To alphabetically, geographically, eliminate the possibilities<br><br>Zanzibar<br>People say I go too far<br>Chances are they’re right<br>But I don’t want to talk about it<br>Everywhere I looked before<br>She wasn’t there<br>So here we are<br>On the road to Zanzibar<br><br>This exotic life I lead<br>Strange as it may seem<br>To chase a girl around the world<br>Who might be real or maybe I dreamed<br>Tropic isles, bonus miles<br>Once I flew for free<br>Sometimes it takes a while<br>To alphabetically, geographically, eliminate the possibilities<br><br>Zanzibar<br>People say I go too far<br>Chances are they’re right<br>But I don’t want to talk about it<br>Everywhere I looked before<br>She wasn’t there<br>So here we are<br>On the road to Zanzibar<br><br>Not Argentina, not Ipanema<br>Not Madagascar, so not Alaska<br>Not Minnesota, not North Dakota<br>I’ve been there before<br>Not Beijing and not Palm Springs<br>Madre Sierra, French Riviera<br>Not Singapore and not Bora Bora<br>Hey girl I think you’re in<br><br>Zanzibar<br>People say I go too far<br>Chances are they’re right<br>But I don’t want to talk about it<br>Everywhere I looked before<br>She wasn’t there<br>And here we are<br>On the road to Zanzibar<br>Here we are<br>On the road to Zanzibar