East West over the ocean, perpetual motion, travelin' around,
No rest, singing and playing, night out and day in doin' the rounds.
What a great life it must seem
CHORUS:
But when I hear young voices singing out
the bells at home start ringing out
But I feel all alone
Then I long for my home.
Swell joints everything classy, nothing that's passe, Only the best. Lush girls ogling and eyeing, crying and sighing this is success What a great life it must seem.
Chorus
Mom, Dad all round the fire, in festive attire, keeping the day. Aunts, kids all the relations, congratulations, this is success what a great life it must seem.
