Er du hore ( are you a hooker ) —
Kanskje det ( maybe ) —
Hvor mye koster det ( how much is it ) —
Two transvestites — Norway style —
Hit it off —
Pretty good for a while —
Shared a mutual —
Interest in crime —
The odds were —
Looking fine at the time —
Turning tricks —
In most eastern cities —
Where pills are queen —
And the romance is shitty —
Invested profits —
In an import-racket —
Life was good —
As so was the market —
But, a good thing —
Can not last forever —
A dark cloud —
Seldom roams alone —
You know they’d seen it all before —
A German shepard —
At their door —
Who ever died of a broken heart…anyway? —
Jeg vil ligge med deg Gerda ( I want to sleep with you Gerda ) —
Jeg yil Ligge med deg ( I want to sleep with you ) —
Business was getting swell —
They moved their units —
Doing better then well —
In half a year —
From rags to riches —
Branched out —
All the way to Pattaya —
Their love was strong —
They felt they coulnd’t get higher —
They moved in circles —
Reserved for the few —
She smiled at her —
Even know they knew that —
A good thing —
Can not last forever —
A dark cloud —
Seldom roams alone —
You know they’d seen it all before —
A German shepard —
At their door —
Who ever died of a broken heart…anyway? —
Time past like water under the bridge —
The cash was flowing —
But they were losing the thrill —
To cool off —
Gerda took a trip back home —
But found it hard —
Being so all alone —
Was tempted hard —
And in the end she caved in —
To a man with a beard —
Operating out of Rykkinn —
Bad news reached Tore —
She flew back enraged —
Bought a gun —
And found them naked —
On the floor at T????yen —
All strung out on come —
Boom boom bye bye —
A good thing —
Can not last forever —
A dark cloud —
Seldom roams alone —
You know they’d seen it all before —
A German shepard —
At their door —
Who ever died of a broken heart…anyway? —
Because she looked so good in blue —
Runny make-up and missing a shoe —
Her scarlet blood baby covering the floor —
I ran terrified towards the door —
I am just a denim boy —
I am just a denim boy —
Gerda laying face down —
In her newly found love’s boudoir dead —
Tore tried to explain —
To the handsome young police officer —
«Most rooms have four walls and a ceiling —
But sometimes the floor is missing —
And this makes me very angry» —
«Who would ever think —
A Sunday evening in Oslo, Norway —
Could be so sad and grey?» —
The policeman replied, feeling most intelligent —