Stop dreaming of the sweet life,
(we'll never be in it)
And never apologize again
(for the things you never did)
But it eats you up when you
lay in your bed.
oh god it hurts so much to
so close can be so far away.
Du-tu-ru-tu-ru. Du-tu-ru-tu-ru. Wo-oh!
I know they're just fantasies
and now she's in me.
And always will be.
And I know that everything is r fake and fraud,
but I don't care about that
until we dance and you have such soft lips.
oh come on Lena,
what what else would we do?
Come on lena,
come on Le-enaaaa....
Du-tu-ru-tu-ru. You-tu-ru-tu-ru.
You-tu-ru-tu-ru. Du-tu-ru-tu-ru. Wo-oh!
But don't break down now,
You're just one of many people I've dreamed of.
And you can't catch Me< br/>and I can't catch you
for I know the whole town wants you
(Exactly)
ÃÂ˅h come on lena,
what would we otherwise do?
Ãზh come on lena.
Come igeeenâḈ¦
Come igeeen...
Okay? Okay! Wooh!
The jazz house is full of trix å coca cola-chiks å kicks.
he has written this and that,
and She is there from six to six.< br/>And out on the synthesizer floor,
Down in sweet life
Up on the rooftops
Across the city
Under the factory clouds
I see:
The Elvis boys throwing up the daffodils
the other LÃ¥nggatan girls
with their hearts cut in the middle
when I walk around here with a fever< br/>down by the canals
and some day I am forgotten here...
oh come on Lena,
what else would we do?
Come on lena.
Come on igeeenâḈ¦
Come on igeeen...
Come on igeeeeeeeeenâḈ¦

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