Lyrics
Sun is beating down
I forgot my hat
I'm gonna get a stroke
If I walk around like that
Old man in the bar
Starts his day with a glas of red
He's pointing at a chair
And motions for me to sit
Walking round Madrid
Oh, I'm walking round Madrid
A girl from LA
Her name's Maria
Hands out cañas and pinchos
At the cervezería
Used to work in TV
But she never fit
Now she's stuck in Spain
But she don't mind a bit
Walking round Madrid
Oh, just walking round Madrid
Sometimes life takes a turn
Sometimes it sheds a different light
Sometimes all that you do
Is go on until you
Get it right
Evening falls
They get ready for the night
Dresses, skirts and legs in the evening light
Hard to keep my head straight
They are quite a sight
I'm feeling like a bug when the street lights get lit
Walking round Madrid
Pedro calls
He's got a new guitar
Wants to play some tunes
Down in Malasaña
We're singing at Maria's
Wishing this was all we did
If life was a song
Then this could be our hit
Walking round Madrid