Climbing up the Matterhorn, all alone as I could be, I reached the top, I forced a stop and heard this mystic melody. :| Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole Ole Ole Ole
Ole, Oleanna. :| On an island in the ocean, not a human soul around, as I searched for bread and water, once again I heard this sound. :| Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole Ole Ole Ole
Ole, Oleanna. :|
My plane had all its motors gone. The wings would never keep me up.
I heard a voice that seemed to say, Now, let's take it from the top. :| Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole Ole Ole Ole
Ole, Oleanna. :| I was tramping through the Congo when the Mau Mau tribe appeared And their native chant was haunting, just the sound that I had feared. :| |
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Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole Ole Ole Ole
Ole, Oleanna. :| While rocketing into space, I found myself upon the moon. An ectoplasm greeting me with, Have you heard the latest tune? :| Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole Ole Ole Ole
Ole, Oleanna. :| My ship was sinking in the water, so I sent an S.O.S. and I waited for an answer, you don't even have to guess.
Came a voice so calm and cheerful, just as cheerful as can be, said, According to our survey, now the song is number three! :| Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole Ole Ole Ole
Ole, Oleanna. :|
Ole, Oleanna
Ole, Oleanna
Ole Ole Ole Ole
Ole, Oleanna.
Ole ole ole ole
Ole, Oleanna.
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