Übersetzung: Dead Boys. I Need Lunch.
I-I don't really wanna dance Girl, I just wanna get in your pants I-I don't wantcha to hang around Girl I don't need ya to drag me down Well I-I don'
playboy? Yeah, now I'm out here in Milan I need you to come get wit' me aight? Yeah, I got somethin', I need you to do Call up the rest of the crew, I
Bounce shit I almost slapped his punk ass one day in the lunch room Then, goddamn I seen goddamn Eric's crippled ass Walking down the street Talkin? 'bout he need
like they livin lavish Two-thousand extreme with space chandeliers (space chandeliers) I mean rugs I mean just everything all over the carpet (yeah) With updated nineteen seventy-five music playing I
ass feet Skin crawlin' cause I ain't took baths in weeks Not knowin' if I'm comin' home or not And if I do, I'll probably be shell shocked I couldn't
mob shit I never let this misery, push me to do something I regret But just notice you in danger, I want you to feel my anger And if I ever feel like I'm danger, I
, now I'm out here in Milan I need you to come get wit' me aight? Yeah, I got something I need you to do Call up the rest of the crew I'll see you there
my head sing Just then I see a pen and timecard for weeks ending Yeah I worked plenty, but the question is when I can say I worked 20 when I only did
I almost slapped his punk ass one day in the lunch room He aint, god damn. I seen him, god damn when whistlin? down the street Talkin? bout he need a
leather I always new whether or not I did good, I always could do better Plus I knew a lot of fellas worst than me I thought, "How bad could I be?" Then I
act like they livin lavish two-thousand extreme with space chandeliers (space chandeliers) I mean rugs I mean just everything all over the carpet (yeah) With updated nineteen seventy-five music playing I
