(Borg/Dregen)
1, 2, 3, 4
Look at you, man, look at the band
Look at the day, donВґt throw it away
I need a pill and a coffee re-fill
And everything is gonna be alright
I swear
Look at your cat and your eighty square flat
Look at your view over StockholmВґs Zoo
Maybe youВґre wrong but maybe IВґm right
`Cause I guess IВґm born black and white
You know you could be a rock nВґ roll star
No matter who you are
ItВґs all the same
`Cause youВґre a real dead end
ThatВґs what you are
Believe IВґm gonna have myself a ball
And I donВґt care if you donВґt like
How I act when IВґm on top of your wife
IВґm going down, IВґm running up
IВґm walking zig-zag and IВґm tripping too much
So hold your fire, IВґm coming through
IВґve gotta kill another bottle of doom
Now everybody wanna dance with you
I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody wanna talk too much
But all I want is you
Look at your amount on your credit card account
A billion dollar tour but I just go for
Heads up, legs up, stay-ups, fuck-ups
`Cause everything is gonna be alright, right
Well, I said, right, right, right
ThatВґs what you are
ThatВґs what you are
Believe IВґm gonna have myself a ball
And I donВґt care if you donВґt like
How I act when IВґm on top of your wife
IВґm going down, IВґm running up
IВґm walking zig-zag and IВґm tripping too much
So hold your fire, IВґm coming through
IВґve gotta kill another bottle of doom
IВґm going down, IВґm running up
IВґm walking zig-zag and IВґm tripping too much
So hold your fire, IВґm coming through
IВґve gotta kill another bottle of doom
Now everybody wanna dance with you
I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody wanna talk too much
But all I want is you
Yeah, all I want is you
So why canВґt I have you