I don't want to be a doll in your collection
I don't want to be a reason of your erection
I don't want to be your little pretty superstar
Now I want to be alone, give me a keys from car!

We’re on different sides of fightfield
It's a start of war (start of war)
We could just discuss a problem
But you seat in hole

I can leave my trench and talk
But I'm afraid I could (afraid I could)
Take my load gun
You'll be target
Than I just can shoot!

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I'm dancing on my own, come on!
One, two, three, get out!
One, two, three, get out!

I don’t want to be a honey on your piece of bread
You can tell me that you love me, but I know you mad
I don’t want to be a flower in your hill of dung
Now I want to be alone, I think I'm very drunk

We’re on different sides of fightfield
It’s a start of war (start of war)
We could just discuss a problem
But you seat in hole

I can leave my trench and talk
But I'm afraid I could (afraid I could)
Take my load gun
You’ll be target
Than I just can shoot!

You-a-a-a
You-a-a-a
You-a-a-a
You-a-a-a

You-a-a-a (you-a-a-a)
You-a-a-a (you-a-a-a)
You-a-a-a (you-a-a-a)
You-a-a-a (you-a-a-a)

I'm dancing on my own, come on!
One, two, three, get out!
(I'm dancing on my own, come on!)
One, two, three, get out!
(I'm dancing on my own, come on!)
(I'm dancing on my own, come on!)