G
See the bad boy, fancy one
Em
Irish curled girl. Feel you've done.
C
Taken by the flow of swelling D sea.
G
See where you led, foolish deed!
Em
Took what you have to. Tired a bit,
Walking down the street, and all you see....
Foolishness all breaks away
And laughing out loud on what you say.
Ruined country, comes by sway,
Feeling long and all belong this bay...
Street all stunk with wine and cheese
Sweetly. How the body bends.
Lay your head on smooth and salty sand...
And all around...
Foolishness all breaks away
And laughing out loud on what you say.
Ruined country, comes by sway,
Feeling long and all belong this bay,
Belong this, belong this ba-a-a-a-ay
How long my way?...