Standing on the boat, I feel the sea breeze on my face. My hair has turned gray. Yet my inner spirit remains high. My heart still feels young. Let’s vamos to Vacation Island, Vacation Island. As the pages of the calendar fly away and the years keep on adding up. I pull on my sunglasses, do my workout, slam on my speedo, and the water splashes on me. Music rocks the boat and everyone does cannonballs into the water. Doesn’t matter that life may be short like the sunset fading away. I pull on my sunglasses, do my workout, slam on my speedo, and the water splashes on me. Keep on going. I still feel young. As the boat docks, we are greeted with lovely smiles and waving arms. The beach is dotted with goers on their umbrella chairs. Have water splash on us and run our fingers through our hair. It’s time for a photo shooting, so we vogue. The pictures become memories and pass by, yet what am I living for? Today. Today! We pull on our sunglasses, do our workout, slam on our speedo, and the water splashes on us. They jump on the dance floor along with the drums. Oh, let’s soak up Vacation Island, Vacation Island! Even though my hair has turned gray. I feel the sea breeze on my face. I am feeling forever young. Feeling forever young!