Copyright © 2026 https://suno.com/@mich_bergde Mike Berg All rights reserved. Oh-oh… Yeah… One more flight… I met Lawrence in Florence — blonde hair, eyes blue, whispered sweet things like lovers do. Late night wine with a riverside view, next morning gone… guess she knew. Then Penelope in St. Tropez, fire in her blood, made the whole night sway. Dancing on tables, no plans to stay, left me smiling when she slipped away. Different cities, different souls, same old story, different roles. Feelings collide, then drift apart — passport full, but an empty heart. Around the world — ay ay ay, one more kiss, then goodbye. One more night, one more flame, different face, same old game. Oh la la — I fall again, call it love, call it sin. Round and round, here I go — no control, just let it flow. Hey! Dance with me, don’t think twice — love comes fast, no second tries. Hey! Feel the heat, let it spin — lose a heart, then start again. Jane in Spain — tequila in her vein, laughing in the moonlight, dancing in the rain. Champagne mornings, no last name, we burned too fast, no one to blame. Veronica in South Africa, wild and free, said “stay a while” — but that ain’t me. Sun on skin, endless sea, she gave me more than I could ever be. Different faces, same goodbye, no one asks the reason why. Just a moment, just a spark — little fire in the dark. Around the world — ay ay ay, one more kiss, then goodbye. One more night, one more flame, different face, same old game. Oh la la — I fall again, call it love, call it sin. Round and round, here I go — no control, just let it flow. Melia in Kenya, golden light, held my hand through half the night. Mei Na in China, soft and slow, taught me things I’ll never show. Natascha in Russia, full of pride, but fire burning deep inside. Every place, a different name — but somehow it feels the same. Around the world — ay ay ay, one more kiss, then goodbye. One more night, one more flame, different face, same old game. Oh la la — I fall again, call it love, call it sin. Round and round, here I go — no control, just let it flow. One more flight… one more night… maybe this time… it feels right.
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