Testo Reykjavik

When you first looked at me In my pink bikini Writing with the left hand In my diary U said hi A bit kind of shy Then u left me After a quick swim I recognized him He could be my father So why he kissed my neck Maybe jetlag But I kissed him back And it felt so good So I wanna dance with u Dance with u in Reykjavik I wanna dance with u in Reykjavik