Last evening you went out with me
This morning it is the third yet
Third coffee I’m drinking
I’ve also had an ice shower
But it hasn’t needed
I’m still in a coma
Then the telephone is ringing
I get a neurosis
To answer now
I’m not really looking forward
Then I answer
Is you!?
What are you saying “you don’t want to see me again”
You do well you’re beautiful
And you can treat men
Like paper handkerchiefs
After all you have to pay attention only to
They never aren’t
Of the same brand
Last evening you went out with me
This morning it is the third yet
Third coffee I’m drinking, I’m drinking
Third coffee I’m drinking, I’m drinking
I’ve also had an ice shower
But it hasn’t needed
I’m still
I’m still in a coma
I’m still in a coma