The days of my youth I remember so well. We lived in a world all our own. Nobody cared where my money came from. If I had it I wasn't alone. . Oh, the wine flowed freely and friendship was mine.
Down in the little Mexican town of New Wavo. There lived a maiden lovely as a rose. Deep was the love of Lisa, the rose of New Wavo. For Johnny Fedavo and he loved her too.
All the days of my youth I remember so well I lived in a world on my own. Nobody cared where my money came from when I had it I wasn't alone. Oh the wine flowed freely and friendship was mine how they all loved me back then.