Eins zwei drei vier funf sechs sieben acht Uno due tre quattro (=Italian) Uno dos tres cuatro (=Spanish) One two Ichi ni san chi (=Japanese 1,2,3,4)
Eins zwei drei vier funf sechs sieben acht Uno due treis quattro One two Ichi ni san chi Adjin, dva, tri Li, Tva, Tri
Oversettelse: Power Plant. Tall.
: Eins zwei drei vier funf sechs sieben acht Uno due treis quattro One two Ichi ni san chi Adjin, dva, tri Li, Tva, Tri
Chorus Baby, don?t lose my number Still be number one in your phone You might use it when you feel better And you are alone The look into your eyes
Yeah, thank you Thank you, thank you, you're far too kind Can I get an encore, do you want more Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time
I have a number in my head Though I don't know why it's there When numbers get serious You see their shape everywhere Dividing and multiplying Exchanging
Listen I know we been through our Ups and downs but you cheated and broke My heart I gave you a second chance But you never gave up so... well I'm going
Silent night, night of God's son, Everyone is asleep, the pair together. The most faithful pair, watching with hope A little baby, a mild and gentle child
[parody of "Mistake No. 3" by Culture Club] The first steak I ordered, It wasn't very hot. I had to send it back, Let 'em have one more shot. But the
[parody of "mistake no. 3" by culture club] The first steak I ordered, It wasn't very hot. I had to send it back, Let 'em have one more shot
yeah x11 Ooh the way you looking when you standing in the corner it takes over me And i can tell by the way looking baby girl you wanna get to know me
I keep no money in holes in the country You were no brother of mine And I've heard for ages, that you're in the good books You are no brother of mine
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 I don't wanna be a number Just like being a prisoner I just wanna stay free Don't wanna be a number three Oh, I don't wanna be
Crawling, blue mice Bore holes through my walls You were the best thing in my life 'Til now Heater moves, puts warmth in my heart And stops without a
Instrumental
sitting in your smile chair I sniff here lips and spit he keeps on calling lies of those less fortunate I must exterminate the lucky hunch and guilt