It's no use polishing your pointy shoes
It's no use undoing the top button on your shirt
They will not laugh at your bad jokes
They won't notice your cat calls
You can lie to them that your old man is a manager
Or that you're in the third year of law school
They will know that you're a complete nobody
An ordinary good-for-nothing from Koševo1
And again you will stumble along the mouldy wall
At the slanted fountain you'll wash your face
Sit down on the pavement, light up a fag
And look across on the other side of the street
On the other side of the street live girls
Who have, who have fragrant skin
On the other side of the street live girls
Who have, who have fragrant skin
On the other side of the street live girls
Who have, who have fragrant skin
On the other side of the street live girls
Who have, who have fragrant skin
They like cool guys who have beards
And whose words leave them breathless
Who never cause trouble
Who never blaspheme against God2
They don't know that your heart
Is bigger than that bearded reptile's
They will never give you a chance
You don't know enough impressive cliches
And again you will stumble along the mouldy wall
At the slanted fountain you'll wash your face
Sit down on the pavement, light up a fag
And look across on the other side of the street
On the other side of the street live girls
Who have, who have fragrant skin
On the other side of the street live girls
Who have, who have fragrant skin
On the other side of the street live girls
Who have, who have fragrant skin
On the other side of the street live girls
Who have, who have fragrant skin
1. A not-very-fancy neighborhood in Sarajevo2. Originally Allah, but without particular religious implications