Paris 73 Drei

Candle in the room in the afternoon How do you spoon? She will be soon Wait me a fork, raise your knife Speaks a joke, she soaks me alive Candle in the room in the afternoon How do you spoon? She will be soon Wait me a fork, raise your knife Speaks a joke, she soaks me alive Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care Candle in the room in the afternoon How do you spoon? She will be soon Wait me a fork, raise your knife Speaks a joke, she soaks me alive Candle in the room in the afternoon How do you spoon? She will be soon Wait me a fork, raise your knife Speaks a joke, she soaks me alive Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care The moon is a tune It sits down with you The flea and the fly Is nearing up here Did you sit down This ancient lair Did you sit down This after the night Feel like a storm in the wind Feel like a storm in the wind Feel like a storm in the wind Feel like a storm in the wind The moon in the chaos The wind are lonely The wind is sane The writing appears The writing appears Like amnesia Feel like a storm in the wind Feel like a storm in the wind Feel like a storm in the wind Feel like a storm in the wind Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care