Oh I been waitin’ for the Summer.
I been waitin’ for the breeze.
But it seems the Fall is here again
and I been fallin’ on my knees.
Oh I been waitin’ for a lover.
I been waitin’ all alone.
I been waitin’ for someone to find;
oh someone to call my own.
But I ain’t got no one to hold me.
No not even just my hand.
I sure ain’t got no one-and-only.
Ain’t got no one that gives a damn.
So I’m headin’ over mountains.
Oh I’m headin’ overseas.
Gonna cross that big ol’ ocean
and find some foreign girl to please.
Maybe out in Barcelona;
I hear those Spanish girls are hot.
I’ll find some little señorita
and really give her all I got.
Or maybe up in Amsterdam.
Maybe down in Greece.
Maybe I’ll find her in the south of France.
Maybe I’ll find that girl in Nice.
Oh yes I’m headin’ to the sky-ways.
And touching down on rolling rails.
Ride up and down those foreign highways.
Better stay outta those foreign jails.
Oh I’m headin’ over mountains.
Oh I’m headin’ overseas.
Gonna cross that big ol’ ocean
and find some foreign girl to please.