Honeymoon In Venice

Didn't know if gay or straight
Had a life less frank in an american state
I went to San Fran and guess what I've found
The girl of my dreams hot as breeding ground
The rush of lust took us on the jet to Paris
Two lovers french kissing at the picture palace
Then she whispered in my ear at the "Cafè Noir":
"Voulez vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?"

I met her in the disco
This night in San Francisco
We fell in love in Paris
And we had honeymoon in Venice

Honey honey
Do you wanna be my
Bunny bunny
You fell in love with all my
Money money
That's why you wanna be my
Bunny bunny girl
Fuck you!

The road was burning as jalapeno
On the way to the city of casinos
I went to the late show at the "Cesar's"
Singing "Viva Las Vegas"
I got a crush on the dancer in the second row
And later in a bar on a double bordeaux
He wrote his number on my chest with his ballpoint pen
And the story starts all over again

I met him in Las Vegas
In one of hundred gay bars
We fell in love in Paris
And we had honeymoon in Venice

Honey honey
Do you wanna be my
Bunny bunny
You fell in love with all my
Money money
That's why you wanna be my
Bunny bunny boy
Fuck you!

I thought Big Aplle must be big enough to house my dreams
"I feel pretty o so pretty" to extremes
I met a beauty in a restaurant called "Lucky Cheng"
And the story starts all over again

We met in Manhattan
And we were jigging wild on latin
We fell in love in Paris
And we had honeymoon in Venice

Honey honey
Do you wanna be my
Bunny bunny
You fell in love with all my
Money money
That's why you wanna be my
Bunny bunny whatever
Fuck you!

I went back to the wedding preacher
And his nice attractive feature
We fell in love in Paris
And we had honeymoon in Venice