[Verse 1] I met him on the trail, A big pareo wrapped around his waist. He said, "I’m heading to the parking lot, In a rush, gotta get dressed at last." [Verse 2] Another one walks past the bungalow, "My family’s here, you see, I’ve always done it this way, Since I was a kid, it comforts me." [Chorus] Excuses wrapped in a pareo, always a good pretext, To dodge the essence of the text. Naturism, you know it well, It’s not just a swim, it’s much more than that, my friend. [Verse 3] By the pool, he lingers on, An hour just to dip his toes. "I take my time, it’s my choice, After all, I paid for the right." [Bridge – musical build-up, brass intensifying] But here I stand, my body bare, No armor, no shield to wear. No need to hide behind disguise, For naked, I am strong, I rise. [Verse 4] You hide beneath your cotton veil, As if afraid to be seen. But you’re the one who builds the jail, While we are free, we’re nude, serene. [Chorus – variation] Excuses wrapped in a pareo, always a good pretext, But you forget a little complex. It’s not a club, it’s not a game, It’s a way of life—own it, claim! [Outro]