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Can I tell you something about you and your band? Cause I'm sure you'd love to listen to my advice You're always out of tune And there's no place there for you Dude, do I know you? Well, well, where you from with that accent Does it let you pronounce? Are you Spanish or something? Wait, can you roll your R's? You're too pink to be admired And to punk to be desired ÑaÑaÑaÑaÑaÑaÑaÑa Just like kids, we are late And our homes far away We do this, we do that I'm tired of waiting We are all afraid of that long road I guess it's the prettiest curse To be fair, I don't know you but a friend of mine does He said you were successful 'cause your legs are nice It must be so much fun to spend your daytime in the van HaHaHaHa And you will never look smart if you show that big smile SongtexteBetter to dress all in black, oh darling you're to young Dude it's been a pleasant chat But I'm off to do my job 'Cause we have the craziest crowd Waiting for these kittens to meow Just like kids, we are late And our homes far away We do this, we do that I'm tired of waiting We are late, and our homes far away We do this, we do that I'm tired of waiting We are all afraid of that long road I guess it's the sweetest I guess it's the warmest I guess it's the prettiest curse Aus Songtexte Mania