Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale,
A tale of a slimy guy
Obsessed with underagéd girls
And no one wondered “Why?”

His right-hand was a Frenchie girl
The guy had lots of dough
He flew his friends to a private land
Where no one told them “No”
Where no one told them “No”

The details started leaking out,
The island’s cover tossed
If not for the courage of a leaking few
The story would be lost, the story would be lost

The guy never made it out of jail, his girlie lies and smiles
Now Presidents
And big tycoons
Some billionaires and their pals,
Some movie stars
A Royal and all the rest
Wish they weren’t in the files . . .