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I am FalconettiAnd I shed no tearsFor the English [???] that brought me hereI weep silently[???]I am FalconettiAnd God spoke to meHe said "cry no moreJimmy Five-Bellies"Hospital radio to the Breakfast ShowThe flames kiss my golden curlsI kissed a thousand girlsLord, I was a sinful manWhen I was a kissogramNow I'm FalconettiJust a peasant girlKeep those gringos away from meWhen I cry my tearsAs I die up hereHospital radio to the Breakfast ShowThe flames kiss my golden curlsI kissed a thousand girlsSongtexteLord, I was a sinful manWhen I was a kissogramThe light entertainment deity was betrayed on the pros celebrity golf circuit by one of his own posse. At the thirteenth hole, the DJ accepted the gift of betrayal, laughing mirthlessly to himself, just like Tony Allen did whenever he thought about abstract expressionism.Hospital radio to the Breakfast ShowThe flames kiss my golden curlsI kissed a thousand girlsLord, I was a sinful manWhen I was a kissogramHospital radio to the Breakfast ShowThe flames kiss my golden curlsI kissed a thousand girlsLord, I was a sinful manWhen I was a kissogramWhen I was a kissogramNow I'm FalconettiNow I'm FalconettiFalconetti Aus Songtexte Mania