Lyrics:

The Road to Venezuela took me forty thousand miles
I've seen so many people wearing multi-colour smiles
Perhaps I was mistaken, I should have gone a different way
When I find the Millionairess I'll say:
'Meet me where the pampas grass will touch the sky
And Llamas fly above the blue lagoon.'

A friend who went exploring on a distant Aztec hill
Pursued a bella-vista like an artist often will
There's some affiliation, Chan Canasta knew the line
When I find the Millionairess she'll be mine
Meet me where the pampas grass will touch the sky
And Llamas fly above the blue lagoon

Receiving information from a man named Jungle Jim
The trail was heading northwards, to a greasy world of sin
I thought the matter over whilst consulting with a whore
I don't want the Millionairess anymore
Meet me where the pampas grass will touch the sky
And Llamas fly above the blue lagoon