The Lemon Song

I’d like to leave the city
I’d love a holiday
Going down to the seaside
Where it’s sunny
Gotta find a dainty place to stay
I’m leaving all my troubles
To linger in the shade
In champagne i’m gonna drown
All my worries
And my splutter in lemonade
What a fancy treat
Oh and stimulation
Now i can feed my greed
Oh and aspirations
(all simulation)
Thight at the bar
Under a star
That’s only a wish away
She sleeps on the sea
Innocently
Shining bright
While the last walt’z
Played in my favourite key
And the nightingale
Sings in a tree
Me and the boys still at the bar