Los Molinos

Where do we go once the snow melts this year
I'm not Reinhold Messner, got no need to face a fear
Lake Tahoe is not too far away, the French Alps will not move today

Listening to music can improve your workflow
I'm not Elon Musk, I've got nothing to show
Where do we go? - How should I know?
Los Molinos

Next round is on me
And everything is booked for free
The scooter's all packed with the backpack on the back
C'mon, baby, leave a little early just for me
Los Molinos

I want to see the light's refraction
In blue pool water my tapioca fell in
Betrand Russel a century ago (knew)
Take more idle hours, Cicero

Riding bareback towards coastlines of Brazil
Not to fight, but to drink under a windmill
Have a wine, have a seat, don't go
And drive golf carts through Mexico

Oo-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Oo-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Oo-oh, oh, oh, ohhh

All we want
All we need
Is some time for ourselves
On a trip to the south

Next round is on me
And everything is booked for free
The scooter's all packed with the backpack on the back
C'mon, baby, leave a little early just for me
Los Molinos

Next round is on me
And everything is booked for free
The scooter's all packed with the backpack on the back
C'mon, baby, leave a little early just for me
Los Molinos



Credits
Writer(s): Axel Besnier, Eric Busse, Michele Molinari, Vita Stasolla
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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