Her enchanting evening sky
Calls over my silk cloud morning
All the while we have cappuccino to go
Miles of beautiful landscapes lay ahead
High kicking truck drivers
Gesture at the service station cash machine
Voluptuous young lasses, with easy
To be happy boyfriends articulated in tow
Do we have ever more air
Are there endless days of this magical sun
Bathed in the lazy magnetic salt waters
She loves to love me, to think life's fun
