When Tommy saw her
He thought she was fab
“I’ll give her a few quid for the cab”
Yet she preferred to take the bus
Instead of making a great big fuss

He later told her
He’s got the crush
But she was flattered
With a small blush

He never knew how the money was spent
But didn’t give up
And the cd’s were sent

Gothenburg, Stockholm, Uppsala
Not as half as good as Harjapaa

She’d listened to them
And gradually
Became just mental
About Tommy
He never knew how the money was spent
But didn’t give up
And the cd’s were sent

Gothenburg, Stockholm, Uppsala
Not as half as good as Harjapaa

She thought “if I’m serious about the lad
Why not present him to mum and dad
Will drag him straight to countryside”
The prospect made him run and hide
Being a very urban guy
He asked himself ”oh why oh why”
But the answer was clear
“Johanna, with you, there’s nothing I fear”

Gothenburg, Stockholm, Uppsala
Not as half as good as Harjapaa

New year new year in New York
Let’s just sit down and pop the cork