Walkin in the street looking for some bar Then my friend called me he was not so far We went to the club where we watched some band The singer was in red we were all in black
And it's a post party morning post party morning Open the window open the window please The streets are empty, the air is fresh I can breath full breast
I do nothing I do nothing I just drink champagne and smoke at the balcony The city is sleeping and she's beatiful beautiful Beatiful