We argued on the channel train to Paris The vin rouge helped us make it sweet again But by the time that we got down to Lyon Everything I said was wrong and you cursed me in the rain We split up for a while in Barcelona We met up six days later in Madrid I was hoping that the break would make things go a little better for us And for a little while it almost did Now I'm in a bar in Copenhagen And i'm trying hard to forget your name And I'm staring at the label on a bottle of cerveza And every f**ing city feels the same You said to call you when I got to London A French girl told me that you'd left a note I said to her "I like your accent" and she thought I sounded funny So we ended up drinking in Soho Foolishly I followed you to Dublin Like a ghost I walked the streets of Temple Bar And all the bright young things were throwing up their Guinness in the gutters
And once I thought I saw you from afar Now I'm in a nightclub in Helsinki And they're playing La Vida Loca once again And I can't believe I'm dancing to this crap but I'm a chance here And every f**ing city sounds the same At a cafe in the port of Amsterdam An E-mail from you said you'd gone to Rome For a minute I thought maybe but my funds were running low And anyway it sounded like you weren't alone So I headed north until I got to Hamburg A chilly city suits a troubled soul And on the Reeperbahn I paid a woman far too much To kick me out before I'd even reached my goal Now I'm in a restaurant in Stockholm And the waiter here wants me to know his name And I can order sandwiches in seven different languages But every f**ing city looks the same Arrivederci, au revoir, auf Wiedersehen, hasta la vista baby Yeah, every f**ing city's just the same