Cocco Bello

It is a day like any other

And his cry rings out in waves to pound the shore

My Cocco Bello's fresh every morning

And the more you taste, the more you'll long for more

He doesn't mind that his day is in the hands of

Strangers he is gonna go and meet

All chasing dreams, he will never understand

They're no firmer than the sand beneath his feet

Mary Anne

Mary Anne

Catch a sight

Of Mary Anne

Like in a dream, she calls him over

And he floats in on the music in her words

Yes, Cocco Bello, fresh every morning

Oh, his new-found Mary Anne has her

She doesn't mind that her day is in the hands of

Strangers she is gonna go and meet

All chasing dreams, she will never understand

They're no firmer than the sand beneath her feet

Mary Anne

Mary Anne

Mary Anne

Oh, Mary Anne