03 sex 3: 18
(Gudrun Liemberger)
Why should not I – I be mad
If you're a handsome – sexy lad
Your wrist is strong and smellin' cool
Your neck's too hot – it's really cruel
For I'm a girl that knew you once
Why should I starve for bad – a bad advance?
Need you so badly givin' me a chance
I wanna try a better dance
I never knew that I would be yours
But my heart is beating strong
I don't know how I should be happy
Without – without – without you once
Climb on a fat car to scream – la la la la la – well yes
Climb on a fat car to scream
Something of my matters my – my dreams
Something of my matters driving me so far
You're a good man but – well – it's your car
And if my friends do figure out this play
Well I think – they think – it's not their way
I didn't know that you would be happy
To take myself into your hand
And I'm too weak and I don't mind
My hope – my hope – is my chance
(Spoken) why should not all men be mad?!
I will not starve within a good man's scene
But lay down on a lighted screen
I'll sing a story – a story – and that you'll find
A girl with an unbroken – happy mind
I didn't know that I would go over
To put myself into your hands
But I – I know – I'll be happy
I'll be happy with your dance
I do not know why I should be happy
To throw myself into your hands
I did not know that it would be over
But it is me who dropped that chance