Reykjavik

When you first looked at me
In my pink bikini
Writing with the left hand
In my diary
When you first looked at me
In my pink bikini
Writing with the left hand
In my diary
You said hi
A bit kind of shy
Then you left, me
You said hi
A bit kind of shy
Then you left, me

After a quick swim
I recognized him
He could be my father
So why he kissed my neck
After a quick swim
I recognized him
He could be my father
So why he kissed my neck
Maybe jetlack
But I kissed him back
And it felt so good
Maybe jetlack
But I kissed him back
And it felt so good
So...

So, I, I wanna dance with you
Dance with you in Reykjavik
So, I, I wanna dance with you
Dance with you in Reykjavik
I wanna dance with you, wanna dance with you in Reykjavik
I wanna dance with you, wanna dance with you
I wanna dance with you, wanna dance with you in Reykjavik
Come on
I wanna dance with you, wanna dance with you

When you first looked at me
In my pink bikini
Writing with the left hand
In my diary
You said hi
A bit kind of shy
Then you left, me

After a quick swim
I recognized him
He could be my father
So why he kissed my neck
Maybe jetlack
But I kissed him back
And it felt so good
So...

So, I, I wanna dance with you
Dance with you in Reykjavik
So, I, I wanna dance with you
Dance with you in Reykjavik
I wanna dance with you, wanna dance with you in Reykjavik
Come On
I wanna dance with you, wanna dance with you

I wanna dance with you, wanna dance with you in Reykjavik
Come on
I wanna dance with you, wanna dance with you

I wanna dance with you, wanna dance with you in Reykjavik
Come on
I wanna dance with you, wanna dance with you
Come on

I wanna dance with you, wanna dance with you in Reykjavik
Come on
I wanna dance with you, wanna dance with you
Come On

I wanna dance with you, wanna dance with you...