At night in the bathhouse
And afterwards with the cops to the precinct
The kiss in the wardrobe of the parents
A heart and two names in the veneer
The eternal blood brotherhood
And on the next day not recognized anymore
Three hours with the taxi around the block
Because I liked the driver so much
Three girls in Bavaria jerseys
In the south bank of the HSV
The truthful letter to the boss
And dancing closely with his wife
The stupid flirt-bet
At the vacation and the wedding afterwards
Latin as an advanced course
The hairdo and my record deal
All of this would never have happened
All of this would never have happened
All of this would never have happened
Without Prosecco
Sonday morning, 5.10 p.m.
The telephone wakes me
I have no clothes but boots
My senses are not synchron anymore
All I know about yesterday
Is like I got into a frenzy
I screamed: "Time for a revolution!
Turn the music louder - that is my song!"
The friend on the answering machine screams:
"Hey, what did you take?"
He says my bra was on ebay
How did I come home?
For heaven's sake, why I am pierced
And what's this snake tattoo about?
Whose things lie on my bed
And who the hell are you?