In the arms of wet street
Only me and another me who is misirable
My salty hair touches my lips
Just like you , that sweet skin
Like she cares, maybe
she is making love with him like crazy
although my heart is always with her
you are my innocent dearest angel
this is what they call : a love game sweetheart
you gotta chose one
By being restless
you will miss the loves and waste them
New love dissuades, most times cheats
newcomers will be worse than the previous ones
This is what they call : a love game sweetheart
It will blow your mind