A bit special, she is single,
pale face, backwards hair
and I like that.
She draws herself under slit skirts
And I guess forbidden stories
it’s like that.
So beautiful when she hangs out.
So beautiful, I love her so much strongly.
She has the revolver eyes, she has the gaze that kills,
she has shot first, has hit me, it’s over.
She has the revolver eyes, she has the gaze that kills,
she has shot first, she has hit me, it’s over.
A bit lost, a bit alone on earth,
nervous hands, backwards hair
and I like that.
By making love because of misunderstandings
One always lives forbidden moments,
it’s like that.
So woman when she bites.
So woman, I love her so much strongly.
She has the revolver eyes, she has the gaze that kills,
she has shot first, has hit me, it’s over.
She has the revolver eyes, she has the gaze that kills,
she has shot first, she has hit me, it’s over.
Her body gives out under unknown bed sheets
and I dream of forbidden moves,
it’s like that.
A bit special, she is single,
pale face, backwards hair
and I like that.
So woman when she sleeps
So woman, I love her so much strongly.
She has the revolver eyes, she has the gaze that kills,
she has shot first, has hit me, it’s over.
She has the revolver eyes, she has the gaze that kills,
she has shot first, she has hit me, it’s over.