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I know exactly what it is I know exactly why it burns And I'm fairly sure That they all should put their clothes back on Yeah, put them right back on 'Cause now there's no way to decide What's on my mind There's so much talk about it, it's everywhere And these poor eyes of mine They get no rest And suddenly, all of my friends are at it Who thought they had these skills? I look at them and blush Let's not go over this again Why would you rub it when it already hurts? And I'm fairly sure It would be best if you restrained yourselves Draw in the reins, my friends I lose the ability to decide What's on my mind There's so much talk about it, it's everywhere SongtexteAnd these poor eyes of mine They get no rest And suddenly, all of my friends are at it Who thought they had these skills? I look at them and blush I turn around, but I think I hear Yeah, at least to these ears ... these doves are pecking away at each other There's so much talk about it, it's everywhere And these poor eyes of mine They get no rest And suddenly, all of my friends are at it Who thought they had these skills? I look at them and blush And I could roll away my eyes But I'd still hear these awful sounds Aus Songtexte Mania