Seven O’clock in the morning and I’m riding the overnight train
I’ve got ten tonnes of luggage but I left it behind when I came
I look at my watch, says September seventeen
We’re riding past some place where I’ve never been
And I’m waving through the window as we go
Somebody says “Well, hey, what are you waving at?”
Well what have I got to lose
Somebody might wave back
Happy Birthday Vendome!
Thnx bro!
Her Majesty says to tell you “Hello!”