Spanish Princess

Going back

To Barcelona

With eyes in my neck

Searching for Corona

My heavy head is aching

And it's not the sunburn

Once I find my Spanish princess I'll return

I will turn every grain of cold sand

With my bad sense of love

It slips through my hands

My heavy head is aching

And it's not the sunburn

Once I find my Spanish princess, I'll return

Princess, I'll return

I fell to my knees

That dream I thought I seized

Was just a block

And the road was rough

Her broken crown

Ripped at the seam

An unborn son

Will hear our scream

Corona

Corona

Corona

Corona

Corona

Corona