Lirama

Get out of my parlor, won't you get out of my life
Put on that crazy raincoat, you're gonna need it tonight

I said, get out of my parlur befor I cut you with a knife
Don't want your disease, don't need that silly jive

I said, I was an innocent by-stander
I was middle of the roadman for you
Then you took me for a ride, now baby
Showed me all the things you could do
I always listen to the good looking lady
A mistake I won't make no more
'Cause you might be a good-looking lady but
You're rotten to the core, baby, you're all fucked up

I've been under your influence, under your spell too long
And now people keep me at a distance, everything I do is wrong
My brain's disintegrating, devil singing my song, baby
This cannot continue, this cannot go on

I was an innocent by-stander
I was middle of the roadman for you
Then you took me for a ride, now baby
Showed me all the things you could do
I always listen to the good looking lady
A mistake I won't make no more
'Cause you might be a good-looking lady but
You're rotten to the core, baby, you're all fucked up

Uhu, hey Leiden, you wanna hear a real nice and sad story?
Wanna hear a real sad story?
When I got home from the United States, I found my front door wide open.
And everything was gone, you know!
I mean my clothes gone, me shoes gone, all the stuff gone.
I am happy 'cause I'm not a materialistic guy, so I ain't missed that shit anyway
But I decided to take a look upstairs to check out the art collection, check out my Picassos and my Dalis and all that crap.
Everything's gone! I mean everything gone!
My radio, my tv, my records, and on the couch, the couch was still there, there's the biggest motherfucker you've seen in your life, man.
And he looks exactly like Cesar, except, except he's got red hair, all over!
And he wakes up when I walk in and I, I had (...) about that one, you know, he wakes up and says "who the fuck are you?"
And I say "hey man, I live here, this is my house. Where's my long blond animal?"
And this guy says: "Are you talking about your long blond girlfriend?"
I say: "Yeah!"
And he says: "oh, she just went out to get some booze and some dope and some pills and some cocaine, to keep me happy, you know?"
I get real pissed off with this guy and decide to go downstairs and take the sleeping pills, fall asleep and wake up the next time with that smile on my lips like an ever-optimistic guy should do.

Huh, go, huh, huh, huh, huh...yeah!