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geschrieben am: 13.11.2000 um 11:49 Uhr
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So leute, ich bins mal wieder...hab ja nix zu tun, wen man krank im Bett liegt(sniiiiff), was macht die liebe Dadda also??? richtig, sie setzt sich hin und schreibt n paar neue Lieder. Im volgenden dürfen sich also alle Leute über meine Songtexte auslassen,ihren Senf dazu geben, n paar eigene dazutippen, oder schlicht und einfach geniesen
I wonder If he knows me
I wonder if he knows me
knows that IÂ’m living next to him,
I think about it every night and day
if he even knows my name...
I hate the way he asks me
where IÂ’d been the other night,
He didnÂ’t even know I went out for two years
with that boy called Mike...
I wonder if he knows me,
If he knows my favourite café,
I think about I every night and day
if he even knows my name...
When I show him my new poems,
he just calls me a stupid girl,
I would think too much,
I should be quiet and thoughtless
I should better learn how to cook...
I wonder if he knows me,
If he knows IÂ’m writing songs,
Sometimes I fell as if nothing was real,
IÂ’m just a visitor in this world....
Das wars für heute...N grüßle Eure Dadda
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