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Rosy cheeks and rolling eyes On a steamy Sunday night They had a date for phone sex Oh but the princess' phone has been quiet Writes his name on the bathroom mirror While she waits in soapy streaks Probably stuck to his couch back east Depressed But you know he's safe at least Plane crash footage on TV I know, I know that could be me Plane crash footage on TV Oh yeah, I know that could be me Keep your nose down I think there's ice on our wings Another Sunday night Well it's still dusk It's still light Phone starts ringing and she's almost dry Well there'll be other nights But admit this is the worst time SongtexteAnd what ever made you think I had control? Let's scare everybody, let's just roll our own Plane crash footage on TV I know, I know that could be me Keep your nose down either way Don't you ever feel you just survive some days? Keep your nose down I think there's ice on our wings, yeah And if you go now Keep the ice off your wings Keep your nose down and the ice off your wings And the ice off your wings Keep your nose down And the ice off your wings And the ice off your wings Keep your nose down And the ice off your wings There will be no Sunday nights Let's just roll our own Aus Songtexte Mania