Barcelona

A-one, two, uh

I'm rolling down the runway through the pouring rain

Practicing to roll my R's the way they do in Spain

And if she asks me how I learned it I will not mind saying

I taught myself it mainly on the plane

I'm a goner, Barcelona

I'm so tired of being alone

And I can't wait to leave this all behind

And if I meet some fair Ramona

It'll be just like I've always known her

I'm off to Spain, my true love for the find

She will have a small apartment next to the local pool

And I will stay at home all day while she goes off to school (she's a teacher)

And when the sun sets we will share a bottle of the local fizz

And eat a lot of esquichada whatever the fuck that is

I'm a goner, Barcelona, the capital of Catalonia

I'll find her down the market with her friends

And at her brother's own suggestion

I'll kneel down and pop the question

With a question mark at either end

I'm a goner, Barcelona

I'll bring the ring and when I've shown her

We'll pick up where we left off like a clan

I'm a goner, Barcelona

Barcelona's where we're gonna

Stroll the Avenida hand in hand

I'm a goner, Barcelona

And she will probably postpone her PhD to be with me in defiance of her family

We'll look out at the shining sea

Pondering the mystery of love