*** Unconfirmed ***
He lived on an island, and drank from a shell
He ran with the locals, they knew him quite well
They knew him quite well

He stayed up all night with a pen in his hand
A bottle beside him and a lamp on a stand
It lit up the sand
It lit up the sand

His postcards will tell you he's doing quite well
Folks miss him back home, but he stays for the smell
He stays for the smell
On the island, that is

He does well for a renaissance man

Before El Dorado, he lent out a hand
He was gone for awhile, but came back for the band
He came back for the band
He moved to the island at age forty-three
He planned to retire to a life on the sea
With plenty of green
That's all that he needs

Some people say that he's got a big head
He's currently single, though twice he's been wed
And he kept all the bread
On the island, that is

He does well for a renaissance man
He does well for a renaissance man
He does well for a renaissance man