A Proper Polish Welcome
Torres Oh January keep a secret for me
Only Poseidon knows what I've seen
If you ask me she was never there
They utter is it, I carry you everywhere
Pale legs straddling the sea
It was a proper Polish welcome
A shift of the table, a slip of the tongue
Silence and then a muffled, "Oh my God"
I was the first to laugh, she followed suit
Rocking and holy, we came two by two
It was a proper Polish welcome
She was straddling the sea
It was a proper Polish welcome