Ey, ah
Ha-ah
Ha-ah
The ivy need its time
To get to your
Princess from Brunei
The dress from Turkey
The ivy need its time
To get to your (through a window)
Princess from Brunei
The dress from Turkey
Chanel on your dress
A fairy tale without pain
A couple made out of stone
A sword in your vagina
Your life has an aftertaste
Which mistake is the one that makes you lonely?
You really think that you can make it on your own
But your nights are like solitary confinement
It's lonely in my kitchen
A thousand cigarettes are lying around in my rental car
I know you want to go to the homeland
I take a sip of your cider
The ivy need its time
To get to your
Princess from Brunei
The dress from Turkey
The ivy need its time
To get to your (through a window)
Princess from Brunei
Dress from Turkey
Please don't take my heart away from me
You're turning my suit case into bulky luggage
I wonder when you'll fall down to earth
And when you'll let me die finally
You're playing Nintendo 64 with me
You're taking pictures on the patio with your besties
But in the end you call me when there is trouble
You love the shape of my lips and the technique
The ivy need its time
To get to your
Princess from Brunei
The dress from Turkey