Looking so smug
He has it all
The man with the trophy wife
Is building a lofty wall.
But he really wants attention
That's why he pretends to hide
So here comes the paparazzi...

But those Malibu Blues
Are just getting me down
And the pain in my butt
Makes me want to leave town.

Winging his way
Around the world
The man with a dozen children
With his big mouth unfurled...

He said that his life was boring -
His ex wife wasn't good enough
But somehow he's making money...

But those Malibu Blues
Make me cry in my beer
And the buzz in the air
Simply bores me to tears.

So now he has found fulfillment
He's in love with the girl of his dreams
But he has loved many others...

Oh those Malibu Blues
Got my fun on the run
So I'll scram outta here
Find a place with some sun.

He just wants peace and quiet -
And not be gossiped about
Actions speak louder...

The pain in the butt
Has both feet in his mouth
So he sits in the sand
With his fans going south.

Bye - ye -ye...