Taking our time before its through Passing our days in old shoes Sister - think I´m returning to Peru Wish that I never came here They can´t pronounce my name here
Everyone asks me "Where´s Peru?"
In Peru we´ve lenghtened the day In Peru we´ve strenghtened the dollar There are mountains piercing our skies And the ocean at our shores I will save up all of my wages Even retail crumby cosmetics I will work my passage in stages As the winter slips away.
Miles of golden beaches Excellent wines and features Mister - take a week off in Gay Peru Penitent monks to stare at Colonial dons in old straw hats