Budapest Groove

(mmm-hmm) Morning mist on the Danube river flow Parliament standing in a golden

glow

Walking down the cobblestone step by step

Underneath the arches where the history slept

Castle hill watching as the city wakes up Drinking black coffee from

a porcelain cup

Budapest, you shine in the quiet night

Bridges glowing warm in the amber light (so beautiful) Budapest,

a melody in the air

Every single corner has a story there

Fisherman's Bastion looking out so wide

Watch the yellow trams on the Pest side slide Thermal bath steam

rising up to the sky As the afternoon lazy clouds drift on

by From Margitsziget to the Jewish quarter bars We are writing our

poems underneath the stars

Budapest, you shine in the quiet night

Bridges glowing warm in the amber light (so beautiful) Budapest,

a melody in the air Every single corner has a story there (dum-da-dum-da)

(yeah,

just feel it)

City of the Danube,

fare thee well tonight (mmm-hmm)