Say something kind and win back the love you lost in drunkeness
You are beautiful; quench my thirst with those rose lips, pipe, or pilsner
I wake up on a Monday in April, on a normal day
You're playing with the lighter, oh oh, a buffet, taking a cigarette breakfast
You are too good for me, but I still want you
I don't look after, I realise I must
but I want to know how
You are too good for me, they say that's how it goes
Sometimes I think so, too, yet it becomes a mistake
They will know I'm serious when I say you're my girlfriend
Nowadays I can't love anyone but you, spider
Your web is so sticky, oh oh, a buffet, and then it rains on it
I wake up on a Monday in April, on a normal day
Your backside is bare
You are too good for me, but I still want you
I don't look after, I realise I must
but I want to know how
You are too good for me, they say that's how it goes
Sometimes I think so, too, yet it becomes a mistake
Dat lyrics T___T