You had what you wanted
Loads of jewellery and pretty dresses
At 17 your own chauffeur
In your room duvets made of heavenly feathers
Your mother's in court all the time
She wants to wash away her sins
We met in the courtyard
You stepped out of the car, then I came around
1, 2, 3, 4 I'm sitting and drinking beer
5, 6, 7, 8 I'm drunk, saying bullshit
You can be happy that you had
A mad man like myself
You can be happy, little princess
But, if you dare, look me in the eyes
Your mother's in court all the time
She wants to wash away her sins
We met in the courtyard
You stepped out of the car, then I came around
1, 2, 3, 4 I'm sitting and drinking beer
5, 6, 7, 8 I'm drunk, saying bullshit