I want a trip to Mexico, a pretty girl, who feels so alone but before that, I'll tell you about a girl and and Bulgarian guy He drives his blue old Citroen, he is the next superman She never likes the countryside, she loves big cities - are so full of life
She said: is the point of being shy when you are not the modern kind of guy Why don't we try to celebrate? He looked at her and could not He will go fishing with the lads again, she goes to fancy with rich men She feels like submarine, my vegetable is aubergine
Will their lives meet again, nobody knows, we are human beings He still drives his Citroen, he wants to be like Kurt Cobain I wanted trip to Mexico, instead of this I went to Recorded with friends of mine, we drank a lot, it was really really fun
What is going through your head? I don't understand you really want, can you comprehend the I am not sure what you say any more What is your mind, you don't have to experiment with my life it sounds obscene I know, but why don't you undress yourself and me what the fuck is going on
Tell me baby where I went wrong, tell me something stupid I'll never to know Tell me what I want to be, me everything you think about me
What is into your mind, I'm not going to spend my entire thinking of what you want to tell me with philosophical gibberish What is into your mind, I'm not going to my entire life thinking of what you want to tell me with your philosophical lies, just tell me what's all about