Monday, 11 August 2008

Das Lied zum Sonntag

Lois - Diopter

Give me something to make me go faster
Blowing kisses that taste like disaster

Do you want me to go?
Do you want me to stay...away?

Did I tell ya you look like your mother
Tie me up and I'll tell you another

Did you tell her to go?
Did you tell her to stay...away?

Shine on me away, away
Shine on me away, away
Shine me on away, away

Give me something to make me go faster
Blowing kisses that taste like disaster

Do you want me to go?
Do you want me to stay...away?

[auf "Strumpet", 1993]

Everytime I see you all I want to say is: Please, please tell me before you you. So I know it's the last time before you leave. Maybe it wouldn't really make a difference, but to me it does.

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