alek2702
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You fight with your right hand
Behind the hatred there lies
A murderous desire for love
You fight with your right hand
Behind the hatred there lies
A murderous desire for love
But not tonight my love
I'd like to drop my trousers
A whole nation turns its back and gags
I know, but I don't mind
I don't mind if you forget me
I can't get you out of my head
So if I see you and I tell you
I've watched you don't make fun of me later
I could never
My dearest love!
I wouldn't say no
So grab me while we still have the time
As we lie, you say:
I love you more than life
Found, found found.
Punctured bicycle on a hillside desolate
Oh, what a mess...
On your frankly vulgar, red pullover
Your clothes were stolen