Una Soda
Una soda por favor
Can't drink cervecas anymore
'Cause if I do I fear I'll fall down on the floor
Una soda por favor
Can't drink that anymore
¿Dónde el baño señor?
Please point me to the door
And if you'd be so kind I swear that I won't puke on your floor
¿Dónde el baño señor?
Point me to the door
To the door
Come off a hard day of thinking
Just thought I'd do a little drinking
Now man the lifeboats
I think my ship is sinking, yeah
¿Qúe hora es señior ?
And who's that pretty girl standing there, by the door?
I think I knew her from a thousand years before
¿Qúe hora es señor?
I need a little more
I need a little more
I need a little more
I need a little more
Hey, yeah!
Hey, yeah!
Yeah!
Autor(es): Alan Edwards / Jeff Clyne / P.H. Naffah
