wait for the springtime in Spain My love A beautful being's so sad and so strong You gave me a story you gave me a song When he played is guitar she
seeds down in Baghdad You onion head niggaz spread out and parlay Yo rae these itch days get crashed with ash trays I pull stings like, guitar strings down in Spain
't gonna Take you from my side I've had the new caviar Fort Wall and pink champagne I've seen the Mona Lisa Drank the wine in France and Spain I've smelled
You got a one horse ranch in Texas you got a mansion in Spain You blew in on a Greyhound bus honey you flew in your own plane You got drunk on whiskey
It was the Hotel Ritz down in Madrid Spain she fell in love with the Prince of Pain Head over heels she was lost again and all her daddy's money couldn
the flesh of the sacred cow Charred and dripping fat I love the sight of a baby lamb Spinning on the rack I say, burn, burn Burn, baby, burn!! My guitar
roving gambler I've gambled all around Whenever I need with the deck of cards I lay my money down I've gambled down in Washington I've gambled over in Spain
romance, doesn't need a blue lagoon standing by No month of May, no twinkling stars No hideaway, no soft guitar My romance doesn't need a castle rising in Spain
Gonna learn to fly Land in Spain Then I took a bus and I took a train Got down South Met this man Mario the guitar in his hand He don't like music From
Tracy, the old man, and the sea. The Jaws of Life can never pull me free From this Tarzan and Jane calamity. Spaghetti westerns Are just fine for some - From Spain
on Cold distant stars slowly fade while you're sleeping And hollow guitars will be quietly weeping So paint the skies with your bright Shining castles in Spain
for a twelve year old So he packed his bags and he headed out To find out what the world's about He went to France, he went to Spain He found love,
? Lady of Spain, I love you Night in Madrid, blue and tender Spanish moon makes silver splendor Music throbbing, plaintive sobbing notes of a guitar While ardent caballeros serenade Lady of Spain
Pulled into town about a quarter to three Singing songs from Spain at the top of my lungs She said, "Hey, baby", when she saw it was me I was looking
My romance Doesn?t need a blue lagoon standing by No month of May No twinkling stars No hideaway No soft guitars My romance Doesn?t need a castle rising in Spain
that way You're my love cliche You're my love cliche You're my love cliche And I like it that way So we fell in love that summer Underneath the Star Wars sign Drinking cases of each other And guitar
that way You're my love cliche You're my love cliche You're my love cliche And I like it that way So we fell in love that summer Underneath the star wars sign Drinking cases of each other And guitar
