I want a trip to Mexico, with a pretty girl, who so alone but before that, 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 we try to celebrate? He looked at her and could not concentrate He will go fishing with the lads again, she to fancy parties with rich men She feels like submarine, my favourite is aubergine
Will lives meet again, nobody knows, we are just human beings He drives his blue Citroen, he wants to be like Kurt Cobain I wanted trip to Mexico, instead of this I to Istanbul Recorded songs with friends of mine, we a lot, it was really really fun
What is going through your head? I don't what you really want, can you comprehend the I am not sure what you say any more What is into your mind, you don't to experiment with my life it sounds obscene I know, but why don't you yourself and tell me what the fuck is going on
Tell me baby I went wrong, tell me something stupid I'll never want to know Tell me what I to be, tell me everything you think about me
is into your 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 thinking of what you want to tell me your philosophical lies, just tell me what's all about