Bright Blue Tie

On my first day in town we saw the king

He was dressed in a suit with a bright blue tie

And it matched his eyes

And when ours met I sighed

Took a boat or a ferry to island

There were gardens and trees and balloons in the sky

And we knew it was right

It wasn't only the light

Rode our bikes up and down the streets so wide

Don't lock 'em up, no they'll be just fine

And I said oh my, my!

I can't believe it! I cried

This must be paradise

But it's not, no, no, no

But it's sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet oh Sweden

Had a breakfast of cheese, yoghurt too

All this fat but you're so skinny to boot

You said it's in my genes

Yeah we're so skinny we're mean

Took the train every day from your suburb yeah right

Only ten minutes and we're south centre tonight

And we don't have to pay

We sneak in free every day

Schnapps on the house at the bars you like

Your friends stand in line and practice English all night

And I like them: they're nice

All so blonde and precise

This must be paradise

Oh it's not, no, no, no

But it's sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet oh Sweden.