The miniskirt you wear looks shorter and shorter
And the lipstick makes your mouth even redder
And the bangs you like
The accent you hide, you want to look bourgeois
And I'd like to get inside your crazy head and understand you
And learn to connect only with your eyes
And how beautiful your tanned legs are
And your hair's the color of mimosas
And milk drips from your almond eyes, and meanwhile
I can't figure out anymore if you sometimes miss me
Let's drink an Oki Task
The half-broken voice remind me of you
More than the desire I have for you
The bombs at a party remind me of you
More than the desire I have for you
You lower your eyes and then drift off like a feather
You take back your things scattered through my life
And that slightly low-cut dress, your back is beautiful
And your mouth is tasty, it tastes like black cherry
I'd like to touch you slowly till I faint
Always on you all the time and not count the hours
Tell me if you're up for it
More than the desire I have for you
More than the desire I have for you
The half-broken voice remind me of you
More than the desire I have for you
The bombs at a party remind me of you
More than the desire I have for you