[Kapricon] On ma way out from hitting this honey from last night/ I had to blast right/ coz she was looking nasty in the sunlight/ Cruising down centrum/ in an aftermath tantrum/ I got interrupted by this hun/ And looking pretty good at that/ she had a letter for Kap/ it said ma man Critical was chilling south of Spain/ Sowing his oats/ with a lady, and even her name was underlined in the note,/ so that means he handeled it fine, don't you know/ I had to find him though/ I call up Vinnie on the phone, he like [Vinni] What you doing in the snow, bro?/ [Kapricon] I don't know man, but where you at? [Vinni] Barcelona/, in the zone/ like I finally found a home for this stoner/, trader all my kroner,/ it's all about pesetas and coronas/ this bar, I'm the motherfucking owner./ Made it out the coma/ played like I said, now I'm gone, bro/ a lot of pretty ladies on my boner. Went from halph-ass/ to a class-act/ weedaroma [Kapricon] Pass that!/ [Vinni] Baby got my feet upon her ass-crack/ Yo you gonna love it while it lasts, Kap/ sending you a ticket that's that/ we can kick it, [Kapricon] That's fat! Chorus: [Kapricon & Vinni] I'm leaving, where are you gonna go? Barcelona, anywhere it don't snow Feel the sun glow, ladies looking like they're models from a video, Let them know we're drunk! Let's go! x 2 [Kapricon] So now I'm in Barcelona/, a loner looking for a bar owner/ but I forgot to bring my fucking note, bro/ so I'm sitting in somewhere sipping my corona,/ thinking I'm a goner/ and goddammit I'm so fucked, and all I can remember is the name of the bar you opened up/ Babylon or something, right? [Vinni] yep! close it up [Kapricon] I hire me a moped and goes for it/ I can't wait to hit the ocean and order a cold beer/ [Vinni] Cool, now see the road there?/ [Kapricon] Yeah? [Vinni] Cool! Now, see that road there? [Kapricon] Yeah? [Vinni] Yo follow three blocks, make a left, go straight through the old square/ next turn, church on the left, you should go there/, Beach's just below the stairs/ and it's nice through the whole year/ You should see what the hoes wear/ water's so clear/, so nice it ain't fair/ Yo but listen here/ stay for some food and a J/, I'll come too, just let me give the keys to Jos'! Chorus: [Vinni og Kapricon] I'm dreaming, yeah I know it's nice man Barcelona, Holla at the Iceman Check the price man, That's how it's down there, fly all year ,you wanna get a beer? Let's go! x 2 [Kapricon] Vinni guess what? I've got the letter, I had it all along, I forgot I had it in my sack full of draws! [Vinni] Man you're slacking dog! [Kapricon] Tell me something I don't know [Vinni] He's getting married [Kapricon] What, let me se what he wrote [Critical] Dear Kappa I guess it's been about a year now since we met each other/ well, spoken to one another/ damn brother man I miss you./ Still living in snow/ with thirty below?/ Heard that you weren't slurping no more/ you're AA, funny, but how is you?/ Oh guess what, by the way/ I met this other dame/ at the airport in Spain, I'm getting married brother man/ to this tall, dark skinned, half black, half latino, modelling chica/ my baby celina/ wait till you meet her,/ but me? I quit work and started school so mama's happy/ I'm studying anatomy at the academy of New Guinea/ funny, huh? But Vinni, how's he?/ I heard he moved to Barcelona/ sipping Coronas,/ still living by the sea,/ splendid. Nothing but love for him you show him/ tell him to give my TV back but you know him/ at those things/ Oh yeah and one more ting to top it off, I'm having a baby due in June/ And I'm naming him after you, kind of cool, huh?/ And I gonna send you an invitation too/ so Love to my people, man, woman, ain't no difference/ Critical signing off, peace *smask* hugs and kisses/ PS I'm gonna get to my mistress'/ Chorus: [Vinni og Kapricon] I'm dreaming, Critical's getting married He's a goner, It's cool, we're all happy Sure, 'bout to be a daddy, its a white wedding day Yo Kap, get your tux, bottoms up Let's go x 2