Из альбома: Black Forest
She walked trough the room, armed with just a cigarette
Stops for a breath, takes a drink from the cabinet
Happy I saw her class, what a gas
A bubble appears, a creature with no address,
young for her years - seducer and tenderness,
happy that I'm ok - that's the way
She was born in St. Petersburg, raised in New York
Kept by the sugar man, contractual of cause
But I know that she needs me
Cause we got love, love, love
She was born in St. Petersburg, raised in New York
She dances with the Battenburgs,
and eats with the Yorks
And I know that she loves me
Cause we got love, love, love
She's a goddess of love, face like a superstar
Dines twice a week - on champagne and caviar
Happy I have to pay for my way
And that I wispered in her ear, while I try to explain
That my love for her grows with a growing pain
Happy that she loves me in that way
She was born in St. Petersburg, raised in New York
Kept by the sugar man, contractual of cause
But I know that she needs me
Cause we got love, love, love
She was born in St. Petersburg, raised in New York
She dances with the Battenburgs,
and eats with the Yorks
And I know that she loves me
Cause we got love, love, love
I'm in love and I need her - and I want her everyday
But I couldn't believe her - as she laughed into my face
What is wrong with a dreamer?
When you feel so out of place - when you feeling out of space
She was born in St. Petersburg, raised in New York
Kept by the sugar man, contractual of cause
But I know that she needs me
Cause we got love, love, love
She was born in St. Petersburg, raised in New York
She dances with the Battenburgs,
and eats with the Yorks
And I know that she loves me
Cause we got love, love, love
We got love, love, love...