(Lyrics: Derek Dick)
Yeah!
Slow French kissing with the Dauphin's daughter
If I fall in love now I'll be floating in Seine
Plastered in Paris
I've had an Eiffel
Gonna make my escape on the midnight train
Choo, choo to you
Choo, choo to you
Charting the single
Schnapping my fingers on an alcoholic day
Sniff round a Fraulein when I'm scent to Cologne
All night hotel Liebling make your Mark
Let sugar daddy melt in his home sweet home
Home is where the heart lies
Where is home, is where the heart lies, but where is home?
Get a pizza the action when I Romeo again
Chianti see you with me, so just let him wine
Juliet on the balcony, it's pasta serenade
Wedding rings, I know when Venice time
Venice time to chart the single, to chart the single
Charting the single, charting the single
The chicks are getting cheaper on the not so common market
Stockpile experience before the blond hairs turn to grey
Before the blond hairs turn to grey
I like to train, express myself in the universal language
Ego on my face in the nicest possible way
It's absolutely the nicest possible way
Charting the single
I got no clause in my contract, got no shares in my name
I'm just charting the single in a bachelor's game
Charting the single
It's a solo performance on a one way street
You'll never have the chance again and never again we'll meet
Charting, charting, charting, charting the single
Yeah, yeah, charting the single
Yeah, yeah, charting the single
Charting, ouh, charting, ouh charting, ouh, charting the single
Charting, charting, charting, I'm charting the single
Charting, charting, I'm charting the single
Charting, charting, charting, charting the single
Charting the single, charting the single
Home is where the heart lies, but if the heart lies
Where is home, is where the heart lies, but where is home?
WheSonia Bianchi never knew my name
I wrote her notes I called her home and then she left me all alone
Sonia Bianchi never knew my name
I asked her out she shot me down and then she left me on the ground
But now I know that when I'm old and rich and grey
You will still be with that tool
You'll be the one they know that let me get away
You could have been there with me too
Sonia Bianchi never knew my name
I wrote her notes I called her home and then she left me all alone
Sonia Bianchi never knew my name
I want her back she won't come back why won't she cut me any slack?
But now I know that when I'm old and rich and grey
You will still be with that tool
You'll be the one they know that let me get away
You could have been there with me too
Those days were living hell but I survived them
Still strut with my hero
They won, but in the end I still denied them
Long live no tomorrow
Sonia Bianchi never knew my name
I wrote her notes I called her home and then she left me all alone
But now I know that when I'm old and rich and grey
You will still be with that tool
You'll be the one they know that let me get away
You could have been there with me too
Those days were living hell but I survived them
Still strut with my hero
They won, but in the end I still denied them
Long live no tomorrow