If I were you I would be scared
You know babe I'll tell the truth
Everyone looks at you
And you smile, you keep silent,
Don't say a word to anybody
When everyone dreams of making love with you.
Game over, men are crying for they're lonely
They love nobody except for your legs
And even if you curl your hair with rollers
The only way out for me is to go mad
Everybody dreams of your hair-style
When you're dancing on the floor
And your hair floats like being on a fashion cover
How..well...whatever, I don't care
You listen to jazz music at least twice
You live in a dream and everybody loves your hair
Stop smiling, we're taking chances
I'm far away and you're too close
No results and what's between us?
You're tempting me with your hair
Everybody dreams of your hair-style
When you're dancing on the floor
And your hair floats like being on a fashion cover