Got tu cut myself off emotionally like the guardia civil. Ive got to forget, I even knew your name baby, I got to play the game to kill. Cause if you bring love down to money, If thats all I am to you. Then Ive been living with an inflatable doll, honey. Sorry, but I must deflate you. I ran into a famale terrorist, Female terrorist. Unmask you, unveil you, blow out your light. Baby good night. So woman, if you think, youre heavy, And I know, thats the way you feel. The baby, you better get yourself ready, I love a good fight, if its for real. Youre so self righteous and such a good mother, A world of infants feeding offa your breasts. You deserve a medal for beeing mother, Baby, youre such an old fashioned trick. I ran into a famale terrorist, Female terrorist. Unmask you, unveil you, blow out your light. Baby good night. I ran into a famale terrorist, Female terrorist. Unmask you, unveil you, blow out your light. Baby good night. Listen to me, baby, I know all about you. Ive read my history, you know, what I mean. Cleopatra is your spiritual mother, created the world with just one lick. Her bedroom was her battle ground, she fought them, thin and thick. But unlike Cleopatra, woman, you lost upon the sea. A real live femal terrorist, you know, pulled your gun on me. I ran into a famale terrorist, Female terrorist. Unmask you, unveil you, blow out your light. Baby good night. Frauenstimme: Dear E.V.B., Here I am sittin by the window, Looking down at the street, Watching the hookers getting arrested in the heat. Ive found another town to run arround, sunlight becomes me. But when the sun goes down, I become the same woman You just know. I Hope youre not stauding in that old wet road of London. Here in L.A. its so much nicer … youtu.be/aEB_dADIwbM
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