Annabelle, ach Annabelle [English translation]

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Annabelle, oh Annabelle,

You're such a wonderful intellectual

I love you to death with all your negative gloss

Your elitism's wonderfully ruinous

Annabelle, oh Annabelle

You're so wonderfully unconventional

I bet you now, oh would you please

Bring my wonderful world down unto its knees

I used to be caught up In my male vocation

But Annabelle has stretched my imagination

And this expansion of consciousness

Proved a wonderful gain, but I digress

Since I slept by her bed, right obediently

I am progressing marvelously

Going bit by bit, shure I ain't no laze

Taking two steps a time, and falling right on my face

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With my own car in former times, I did OK

And I brushed my teeth two times a day

A few pants and some pocket money I called mine

Today I blush, I used to be such a philistine

Since I met Annabelle my shoes have no more soles

My clothes are still at the dry cleaner's i've been told

And since that day I no longer make the norm

For now I wear the non-conformist uniform

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When I still used to be a philistine

I went to Bars or the theatre, sipping wine

But with all this nonsense just like she should

Annabelle all shut me down for good

Now we often go out, but we never stay late

And it's all just to keep ourselves up to date

And Annabelle and me walk in classy gait

A proud couple to another public debate

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In times past I felt like the local star

At the soccer court, pub, or the corner bar

Held parties with my friends, I played my role

Til Annabelle appeared and saved my soul

Today I sit, mouth open, and count my peas

While she's lecturing me with her theories

Oh I wish these hours would never go away

I can't seem to catch on, but she's talking all day

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Used to run around towns, move all over the hills

Never ever said no to all cheap thrills

But I promised to behave, since we had a word

And our debate rages on completely undeterred

When I bow myself down and kiss her feet

She said it's only a hidden form of self-critique

Even if I sport all my gallantry

She's charging me with the entire cavalry

Annabelle, o Annabelle

You're such a wonderful intellectual

You are so wonderfully emancipated

You got me like a lab rat thoroughly sedated

Annabelle, o Annabelle

You're such a marvelous unconventional

You're Emancipated, and it does show

Cause your beard already starts to grow