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