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We got lost in your mother's van in a foreign placeWe took the blocks from the top to just brought in the bassThat gas station attendant almost got himself macedI?ll always remember that first heavenly tasteHeavenly taste x3Distance reveals that nothing is realAs long as I?ve got my head on my healsAnd talking is cheapOur love is weakOne things for certainIs that we've got a burden dearDrink deep little Indian she saidIt?s from aboveSome people kill for what they've gotThis thing called love x3Distance reveals that nothing is realAs long as I?ve got my head on my healsAnd talking is cheapOur love is weakOne things for certainIs that we've got a burden dearLike a demon boomerangYou keep coming back againDon?t talk shit to all your friends, aboutThis little Indian x3 Aus Songtexte Mania