I want a trip to Mexico, with a girl, who feels so alone but before that, I'll tell you about a girl and and Bulgarian guy He his blue old Citroen, he is the next international superman She never likes the countryside, she loves big cities - they are so full of
She said: What is the point of being shy 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 the lads again, she goes to fancy parties with rich men She feels like submarine, my favourite is aubergine
Will their lives meet again, knows, we are just human beings He still drives his blue Citroen, he to be like Kurt Cobain I wanted trip to Mexico, of this I went to Istanbul Recorded 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 what you say any more What is into your mind, you don't have to experiment my life it sounds obscene I know, but why don't you undress yourself and tell me the fuck is going on
Tell me baby where I went wrong, tell me something stupid I'll never want to Tell me I want to be, tell me everything you think about me
What is into mind, I'm not going to spend my entire life thinking of what you want to tell me your philosophical gibberish What is into your mind, I'm not to spend my entire life thinking of what you want to tell me with your philosophical lies, just tell me what's all about