Happy Days - Kasia Popowska

Let’s go, I’m ready, come on

Hold me tight

Let the wind hit our faces

the world is just a pack of stupid cards

and we’ve got the aces

happy days

it’s our fantasy

happy days

baby, baby, just you and me

happy days

it’s our fantasy

happy days

baby, baby, just you and me

no one will find us

we will hide

i know a lot of secert places

you’ll be my Bonnie

I’ll be your Clyde

but without the murder cases

happy days

it’s our fantasy

happy days

baby, baby, just you and me

happy days

it’s our fantasy

happy days

baby, baby, just you and me