The final countdown It's the final countdown It's the final count down (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one) We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back To earth, who can tell?

Captain Nemo said, "okay" (five, four, three, two, one) Then I raised my hand and waved Captain Nemo went away (Love me when I'm gone) Under the surface so crystal clear Everyone was really tense Waiting down there He had his own world just like I had

I might be the one, one, girl Ooh ooh ooh baby I just wanna be with you-ooh-ooh I don’t care if nobody approve-ooh-ooves Tell me what I got to do to prove tonight That you’re so so beautiful (One, One, two, three, four) Look around, you should be Should be

Time for lust, time for lie Time to kiss your life goodbye Send me money, send me green Heaven you will meet Make a contribution Bow to leper messiah And you'll get the better seat One, One, two, one, one, two three, three, four Spineless from the start, sucked into the

(Like I do) I feel like I do All the years, I see Let me know how you feel One, One, two, one, one, two, three, four (Like I do, do) You got me now

In my bank account, yeah (oh God) Ready to gun you down, yeah (oh God) I got one, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight M's in my bank account, yeah (oh God) I got one, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight shooters ready to gun you down, yeah

For a boy in Fiddler's Green Oh nothing's changed anyway One, One, two, three, four, one, one, two September seventeen For a girl I know it's Mother's Day Her son has gone alee And that's where he will stay Wind on the weathervane Tearing blue eyes sailor-mean

(Two, three, four) I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart I belong with you, you belong with me, you're my sweetheart (Ho) I been trying to do it right (Hey) I been living a lonely life (Ho) I been sleepin' here instead (Hey) I been

I need this It's crazy what you could've had Crazy what you could've had It's all the same You wear me out One, One, two, three, four This flower is scorched This film is on

You know I want cha (want cha) One-two-three-four I know you want me (want me) I know you want me Ella quiere su rumba (¿cómo?) Uno-do'-tres-cuatro Sí es verdad que tú eres guapa Yo te voy a poner gozar