Lyrics

The chef prepares a special menu For your delight, oh my Tonight you fly so high up In the vanilla sky Your life is fine, it's sweet and sour Unbearable great, you've got to learn You gotta love every hour You must appreciate This is your time This is your day You've got it all Don't blow it away The chef prepares a special menu For your delight, oh my Tonight you fly so high up In the vanilla sky Melted tin beads cast your fortune In a glass of wine Snail or fish, balloon or dolphin See yourself shine This is your time This is your day You've got it all Don't blow it away Oh, the chef prepares a special menu For your delight, oh my Tonight you fly so high up In the vanilla sky In the vanilla, in the vanilla In the vanilla sky In the vanilla, in the vanilla In the vanilla sky In the vanilla sky
Writer(s): Paul Mccartney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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