So you think you know just what goes on inside your head, my friend There is so much more than you and I can comprehend Things that make you laugh, things
I've got the money, I've got the place You've got the figure, you've got the face Let's get together, the two of us Over a glass of champagne. I've got
Girls Girls Girls Yellow red black or white add a little bit of moonlight For this intercontinental romance. Shy girl sexy girl they all like that fancy
I've got sunshine pouring down on me And the sea shining like pearls I've got wine cooling in a palm tree shadow Now all I need is a girl I've got blue
I guess I'm an old-fashioned dreamer Walking the street on my own Out of date, like the old-fashioned steamer No longer feeling at home For now romance
Tell me why does your secretary hide up above In your upstairs apartment, ready for love When you know that you're lost in the heat of the action leave
We do the Cha-Cha we do the Rumba but we prefer to do the Cumbia. We do the Conga we do the Samba but we prefer to do the Cumbia. Cumbia para el deseo
Well the table is set the candles are lit And there's the knock on the door. Boy! She's looking pretty all dressed up Now who could have wished for more
Whatever happened to the crazy dames With the red ruby lips Whatever happened to the burning flames With the swing on the hips She makes you turn when
Komm in mein Boot ein Sturm kommt auf / und es wird Nacht Wo willst du hin so ganz allein / treibst du davon Wer halt deine Hand wenn es dich / nach unten
Underneath a silver moon, the ship is like a ghost, She's been out there for a week, just waiting for the wind to blow, But now she's off and running,
Sailor, I love you But you only love the sea Sailor, what's happening to me Like a ship in a bottle You ache for the sea Sailor, ache a little for me
Und wieder treibt's mich in die Ferne Verlassend Freund des Weibes WA¤rme Fast schmerzlich zwingt nur eine Sucht Es lockt der Freiheit sA?A?er Duft Ertrag
I'm not a sailor I'm not so strong out of my shoes Dragging like anchors Over the ocean Pearls in the sky strung 'round the moon Pointing to you So
When the holy (........) decides to take a look, Refers to the pages of his holy book, Sends the warm rain falling from the sky, If you've never been
YONAH Hush now stop trembling We've got to do soemthing Before all we are is a skeleton crew There's go to be something someone can do But all I can
Sailor Go up to the bar, sailor And have another beer Come here I like beer And you (you guys are doing the wrong rhythm)
Pre sailors and soldiers Uniformed shoulders They're growing older Over the sea The troops they are leaving Firmly believing No reason for greiving