Well I know that I fall in love too easy
I just sit back and pluck a little daisy
Oh loves me, loves me not
I want to fill her heart with forget-me-nots
So she'll think of me in Barcelona

I don't know if she's worth nine hundred kronor
'Cause that's a ticket from Gothenburg to Barcelona
Oh loves me, loves me not
I want to fill her heart with forget-me-nots
So she'll think of me in Barcelona

But there's a song on the radio
That let's me know
That what I feel is a no, no, no
But hey let's go
I'm not afraid to let my heart out to a stranger
In Barcelona

Oh please don't remind me of the little time I have known her
She's probably happy, in love with someone in Barcelona
But no matter if she loves me not
I want to fill her heart with forget-me-nots
So she'll think of me in Barcelona

But there's a song on the radio
That let's me know
That what I feel is a no, no, no
But hey let's go
I'm not afraid to let my heart out to a stranger
In Barcelona