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You comb your hair and you drink some wine You killer and you thrill her You comb your hair and you drink some wine and make some good conversation Cliché, cliché, cliché Your life is in a mess you say but it's not really The party is over there see the people without emotions on the porch It looks like a waste of time I hope you're not too late.. Your hair looks fine, drink some wine Find a room for later You found her in the corner You know that she came alone Black hair with the usual cut Tight jeans with the angles of her hair Take her home later! Take her home; your hair is ok. Give her some wine. You kill her. You thrill her... Now you know her, or you think you do She likes your hair; she loves your hair She likes wine enough to drink it at parties with you You comb your hair and you drink some wine you killer and you thrill her Aus Songtexte Mania