ICE-COLD DRINKS (2.32)
(LYRICS & MUSIC: MATS NILSSON)


I don’t like to go to outer space

Just wanna travel to a sunny place

At the job I’m counting the fees

But here I’m watching the degrees


//: Fanta, Cola, 7 UP and birra - ice-cold drinks

Ice-cream; chocolate and vanilla – ice-cold drinks ://


Hot times and a burn on the skin!

I know were I have been

Sun tanning and I need something cold

Showering is good, I have been told


Fanta, Cola, 7 UP...

The ocean, the café’s and the old town

Sweepy winds in your hair making a blown

I really hope that there’s a chance

For having that great summer romance


Fanta, Cola, 7 UP...

Walking hand in hand on the beach

Together the stars we can reach

We are both walking without shoes

Doesn’t matter with sand between the toes


Fanta, Cola, 7 UP...

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