Here in the country we dance and we play. And we pray to our saints and we make love all day. I fell in love with a real city boy. Who's afraid of his nature, afraid of his joy.
I know an island where the people are kind. And the rest of the world seems far away. Maybe it's only in the back of my mind. But I know when I go that's where I'll stay.
I once met a man with a sense of adventure. He was dressed to trill. Wherever he went he said. "lets make love on a mountain top. Under the stars, on a big hard rock".
Here comes that man again. It's always round midnight. That Amsterdam creeps into my PC. After a long hard day selling pornography. He likes to come home and talk to me.
I once met a man with a sense of adventure. He was dressed to trill. Wherever he went he said. "lets make love on a mountain top. Under the stars, on a big hard rock".