I'm getting out of your flat
crying, crying
and I know that, last night, there,
another one was caressed again
What, what, what, what
What is it in your veins that sends you to other women
What is it in men's character
that makes me go crazy
When I call you on the phone
it's busy all the way till dawn
so my heart tells me
you're having secret conversations
What, what, what, what
Around you a lot of girls
so tears make my face wet
and you say - you are really crazy
those are my friends
What, what, what, what