| Oh, the heavy head in the morning |
| and you're lying in someone else's nest. |
| And you ask yourself, full of worry, |
| where your'd been. |
| And the tooth on your side |
| and her breath tastes so bad |
| and now you finally want to get up |
| and she doesn't like that at all. |
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| Last night she was steeper, |
| because she poured you a good amount. |
| Back then, your world was still ok. |
| And now you lie here alone. |
| Because she's making your coffee |
| and she cooks two eggs. |
| You see her breast, the saggy one, |
| But she gladly accepts that. |
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| And now she's babbling about love. |
| and how beautiful a wedding is. |
| Your clock shows half past six, |
| but she doesn't care. |
| She reveals her name is Irene. |
| and would like to have a man with her. |
| And she's just had a lucky streak, |
| but she would most like to have you. |
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| | Sprech- gesang |
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| Gesang: | Achim |
| Instrumente: | Achim |
| Arrangement: | Achim Bahrenberg |
| Aufnahme, Bearbeitung, Studio- und Mastermix: | TSDG1 |