Carmen Celia

Today, from Paris, I got a postcard
Telling me that you’re gonna arrive
With your black hair and your brown eyes
Pretty, I know

I can already picture it and I don’t wanna think
About all the trouble you’re gonna bring
I know that in the afternoons, you’ll be flirting
Around the neighborhood

Carmen Celia, Carmen Celia
Carmen Celia, I’m gonna adore you
Carmen Celia, Carmen Celia
Carmen Celia, I’m gonna adore you

I, from Paris, got a postcard
Telling me that you’re gonna arrive
With your black hair and your brown eyes
Pretty, I know

I can already picture it and I don’t wanna think
About all the trouble you’re gonna bring
I know that in the afternoons, you’ll be flirting
Around the neighborhood

Carmen Celia, Carmen Celia
Carmen Celia, I’m gonna adore you
Carmen Celia, Carmen Celia
Carmen Celia, I’m gonna adore you

Carmen Celia, Carmen Celia
Carmen Celia, I’m gonna adore you