Everybody wants to be Hollywood. The fame, the vanity, the glitz, the stories. One day I'll become a great big star you know. Like the big dipper. And maybe one day you can visit my condo.
He's so stupid. . {Okay, before I start anything I have to say. I have to say that I am undercover. And my name won't appear anywhere, okay. It's between you and me and this proves}.
Cars and girls, no girls in a car!. Cars and girls, no girls in a car!. Cars and girls, no girls in a car!. Cars and girls, no girls in a car!. . Look at this driver.
No kiss, no kiss, no kiss. No kiss, around the clock. Only French ones left in stock. You an oyster the world is not. New kiss factory on the block. .
This is a new wildlife form speaking through a wireless microphone. I am a titanium babe addicted child of your wireless Internet. . I am a creation of your musical progress of technology.
Maybe they think I'm Naive. Because of my baby face. They don't know it's my technique. To survive in this place. . Lovers easy popetry. Speaking to my Berlin land.
Clone me maybe. Anyway it wont be me. If my minds you can connect. With myself I will debate. . Call me double-triple. Copies now are legal. Look at me myself and I.
Batteries exhausted but emotionally charged. The whole world can hear me as I think too loud. Unlucky in gambling, unlucky in love. Time to remote my velvet glove.
Well you know,. Id love to be a shick on speed. Running every morning. Over blonde German faces. And shave, just shave. . If I was a shick on pills. Id go in a discotheque.