Well, life on the Cape is kinda austere
Ain't over a mil a week that Daddy clears
I'm jetting to Cannes, in a third-hand Lear
Cape Cod isn't country, boy

Got a simple limousine with a chauffeur part-time
A-golfin' in the morning after gettin' up at nine
My caddy's too slow but I still give him a dime
Cape Cod isn't country, boy

When the sun goes down and the sky's blue and gold
I slip on my Speedo that is almost one year old
I jump in the pool even though it's semi-cold
Cape Cod isn't country, boy

I'd stay out a-clubbin' all night if I could
But my Dad and his wife wouldn't really think I should
So at 4 o'clock a.m., it's back to the 'hood
Cape Cod isn't country, boy

Well, I got me a trust fund, but it isn't handy
Gotta be twenty-one 'fore I get all the candy
Life ain't nothin' but an after-dinner brandy
Cape Cod isn't country, boy

Well, I never had a life of leisure and ease
I never do get to do what I really please
My stepmom makes me walk her stupid Pekinese
Cape Cod isn't country, boy

Yeah, country folk wonder what it's like to be rich
A lotta poor people thinkin' it's a lucky niche
Man, let me tell ya, countin' money is a bitch
Cape Cod isn't country, boy

Well, I got me a Bentley, but it's a two-seater
I may be the elite, but my friends are eliter
Life ain't nothin' but an itchy old tuxed'er
Cape Cod isn't country, boy

Well, my butler was my daddy's till I threw a fit
And I bit him on the hand and drove him out of his wits
He said "Go ahead, son, I've had enough of your shit
You got Dodd as your butler, boy"

My daddy taught me young how to be a stock investor
He taught me not to work except to work doin' lesser
Taught me how to shuck and jive the ol' tax assessor
Cape Cod isn't country, boy

Well, I got me a mansion, I got my yacht "Betty"
When my ship toodles in I'll have more dough than Getty
Life ain't nothin' but a cherry red Corvette-y
Cape Cod isn't country, boy