Sun is shinning tonight
The sun, the moon, the city lights
I can't remember where I am
It could be Cannes, Saint Tropez or Taiti
Give me some oil
I like to be greasy and tanned
Sand in my hair
I forgot my sunglasses
Oh we should send a postcard to the label
It must be freezing in Munich right now
One more thing
My glass of Martini Dry is empty
More ice next time
I hope there is new stuff from Detroit at the record shop when I'm back
