Napoleon Lyrics

He sits in a sidewalk café, watching time drift away

They call him the man of the street

Wise men say he lives without age

Casanova, Don Juan, always looking

Spending his life by the hour

Napoleon the aristocrat with his mystical Mexican band

Sure like your city of dreams

Napoleon the wizard of laughter

Smiling at the senoritas we hope he gets what he's after

Napoleon the king of the poets twisting his precious moustache

A musketeer at peace with the hippies will remember that time and the hash

While the bells in the village

Keep ringing, the boys in the bar keep drinking

Napoleon, he plays his guitar

We left on an old dc3

To a beach where we sleep with the stars

Napoleon it sure was a pleasure will not forget who you are

Casanova, Don Juan, always looking

Spending his life by the hour

Napoleon the aristocrat with his mystical Mexican band

Napoleon the aristocrat with his mystical Mexican band

Napoleon the aristocrat with his mystical Mexican band