Lyrics
Would an abc fit in my chest
From it I’d pull out an “s”
When the yearning came I’d cut this “s” in the middle
In each piece I have a hook
I’d only need a parasol
In a lilli white sheet I’ll be forever with you
Would the gipsy read me the card
I’d wish a king to come
I’d get married with you on the day of kings
But the mean witch of evil
She would dismantle my carnival
And tears me apart from you
When christmas comes
Type, someone would type me
Call me on the phone or exchange a glance
Leave me a message or knock at my room’s door
Ah, if magic could give me a chance
What a night full of fantasies!
Someone looks at me, and trustfully
Takes me home
Loves me, then falls asleep.
If i were a thief, I’d be able to
Her heart then I could steal, robbing her out of her peace
Do you know that virginia from last january?
She just married a biker. Passion and no money,
She lived happily on the street by the central bank.
When burglary of the day comes, no surprise
Between the tracers she breast feeds while reading the news
Type, someone would type me
Call me on the phone or exchange a glance
Leave me a message or knock at my room’s door
