somewhere in the smoke and light.
Oh the king he sings of Heaven.
Oh yes he believes there is a paradise.
And a band is playing there.
There is a black car waiting somewhere outside.
Filled with lovely ladies for celebration.
He wipes the tears from his eyes.
For all his lonely lovemaking.
Oh babe. Whenever will you love me?
Oh the king he sings of Heaven.
Oh yes he believes there is a paradise.
And a band is playing there.
There is a black car waiting somewhere outside.
Filled with lovely ladies for celebration.
He wipes the tears from his eyes.
For all his lonely lovemaking.
Oh babe. Whenever will you love me?