Within the regions of the air within the regions ot the air
there are my friends all jumpin’ there
they cant get bored them all are singin songs
within.............
theres lucky luke he’d never moan
a blonde nice girls near him shes smiling on
within ............
theres pablo with his shabby and old untuned guitar
but, boy, his voice was gold
within ..................
theres my white angel she’s so pure
with all the innocent she’s now be sure we were all there sittin in a cafe bar
and Galileo served tea for us
now they’re still there all cheer up in coffee bars
still Galileo smiles in the fuss
within..........
there are my girl’s kids and their cars
some used to swear but now they’ve met the Lord
within.........
there are some girls whose blood grew white
cos they were good and now they see no night
within........
there is my granny happy gorgeous
everyone out there is courting her
within...........
Paolo & Francesca on my back door
shes playing guitar hes drumming on the floor
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