My boyfriend could be a Spanish man.
Lost and lonely, mother told me "girl you'll find no gain
In simple men. American. Take a holiday in Spain
And you'll never be the same."
If it's alright with you, my boyfriend could be a Spanish man
If it's alright with you I'd like to
So I did, went to Madrid
All cheers to what I found.
La Via Lactia in the Malazana, Maravillas, Down.
And Julian took us 'round.
If it's alright with you, my boyfriend could be a Spanish man
If it's alright with you I'd like to
He pegged his trousers on a Friday afternoon
He rides and English built machine that he can't fix,
But he keeps it pretty clean.
If it's alright with you, my boyfriend could be a Spanish man.
If it's alright with you I'd la la la la like to
