I love you, Angelina
Lyrics: Franz Xaver Grömmer / Jo Schulz
Music: Franz Xaver Grömmer

Definitely not dedicated to Angelina . . .


I had a crazy party with some Romanian guys
we spilt a lot of wodka and made a lot of noise
and when I´m going back to north I´ll remember that one night
here name was Angelina, she laid down by my side

I´m shure it was a lovely day, thousand miles over the rain
early in the morning they put me into a freight-train
I found myself awaking beside a pretty little cow
she smelled like Charles Bukowsky and looked like Sheryl Crow

I woke up in the evening instead of my head another thing
my right hand was a flipper, my left hand was a wing then
I looked around me and starred into the sun
oh, my god, shit happens, but I´m not the only one

Sometimes your life´s a sunday and you will walk with the sun
sometimes your life´s a monday but you´re not the only one

I met here in a borough in the east of Belgrad town
she moved here head and body like a princess with a crown
she murdered my heart in the ashtray nearby her face
she rode me through her bed like in a stock-car race

I woke up in the evening instead of my head another thing
my right hand was a flipper, my left hand was a wing then
I looked around me and starred into the sun
oh, my god, shit happens, but I´m not the only one

Sometimes your life´s a sunday and you will walk with the sun
sometimes your life´s a monday but you´re not the only one



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