So believe no lies, dry
your eyes and realize
That surprise
La, la, la, la la, la, la,
la, la, la, la, la...
And the businessmen will shake
hands and talk in numbers
And the princess will wake
up from her slumber
Then all the knights will
step forth with their arm bands
And ev'ry stranger you meet
in the street will make demands
So believe no lies, then dry
your eyes and realize
That surprise
La, la, la...
Bridge:
And we'll send you glad tidings
from New York
Open up your eyes sa you may
see
Ask you not to read between
the lines
Hope that you will come in
right on time
And they'll talk to you while
you're in trances
And you'll visualize not taking
any chances
But meet them halfway with
love, peace and persuasion
And expect them to rise for
the occasion
Don't it gratify when you
see it materialize
Right in front of your eyes
That surprise
And they'll lay you down low and easy
Marco Giunco |
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