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