Bonaparte - WhistleBlower (Becks letzter Sommer) | Текст песни

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• Bonaparte
• WhistleBlower (Becks letzter Sommer)

I'm watching every movement of her hand so very closely
she bites her pouty red lips, is smoking camels mostly
she's never been much good at being too lonely
only she knows when it's gonna go off

Above the candy store she found a new face to spit on
she slaps it on, she always knows a warm lap to sit on
that hunger never dies, there's nothing she's afraid of
only she knows when it's gonna go off

Whistle blower - blows her whistle - whistle blower
whistle blower - blows her whistle - whistle blower

Her love for you will always be one of no conditions
you look at her, she smiles a smile, a roomful of ambition
walking disaster but you're worse off when she's talking
only she knows when it's gonna go off

Whistle blower - blows her whistle - whistle blower
whistle blower - blows her whistle - whistle blower

You soak her up like a sponge - a sponge that's ready to drown
you lift her up and she pulls - she pulls you right back down
that hunger never dies there's nothing she's afraid of
only she knows when it's gonna go off

Whistle blower - blows her whistle - whistle blower