dee dao dao do etc. lovers fall in front of me palm trees shaking out their leaves telephoning from a sunny place kissing at a frantic pace we shall surf the navajo with a life that’s built in templestowe when you blow into this town i will let you wear my crown dee dee dao a dee dee dee dee dao-ow do he do do he don’t! he have fun... in the Sun he splash ‘round i don’t wipe yr tears no more! i tell you I’ll be there without a single care you could be all I want when you are walking flaunt! as love above our heads is raining blues & reds carrying letting go (carrying le tango) while I take yr photo!