He always comes to me with a convertible car
And July August always brighten up my mood
And my pretty boy knows all my weaknesses
And it goes us till when
They always tell me that I'm a drama queen
And that I can also hypnotize the Dalai Lama
So many fish in the sea, I've drowned
You'll dive to me
They call me "The Queen of Roses" in the neighborhood
Everything that comes to hand I turn into thorns
And there's a rumor spreading in the avenues of Tel Aviv
That I break hearts as a hobby
They call me "The Queen of Roses" in the neighborhood
Everything that comes to hand I turn into thorns
And there's a rumor spreading in the avenues of Tel Aviv
That I break hearts as a hobby
He always comes to me and picks me up with the face of a king
I greet him goodbye and make him look like a fool
No need for "honey", call me "mademoiselle" from now on
So don't you get confused
They call me "The Queen of Roses" in the neighborhood
Everything that comes to hand I turn into thorns
And there's a rumor spreading in the avenues of Tel Aviv
That I break hearts as a hobby
-They say that falling in love is hard-
you’re my glory
you’re my darling
and we love you love you love you
no more glory
no more darling
I'll never fall in love baby