| Love comes when you least suspect it
|
| Love dances in on a whim
|
| I thought maybe I could direct it
|
| But I never expected…
|
| A guuy like him
|
| He was a bully und a brute
|
| He vas as crazy as a coot
|
| Still I didn’t give a hoot
|
| He vas my boyfriend!
|
| With ev’ry voman he vould flirt
|
| He alvays treated me like dirt
|
| But I vas happy to be hurt
|
| He vas my boyfriend!
|
| I vas as pure as a virgin meadow
|
| Lying with Vicotr in the gloam
|
| Then he turned to me, that charmer, whispered, «Let's play farmer.»
|
| And plowed me 'til the cows came home!
|
| He vas a monster and a beast
|
| His midnight bangings never ceased
|
| It didn’t faze me in the least
|
| He vas my boyfriend!
|
| (spoken)
|
| I’ll never forget the first time I met Victor. |
| It vas on the village green
|
| At the annual bock beer festival, where every beer cost a bock
|
| I vas an innocent young lamb and he was a dirty old goat
|
| Ve vere made for each other
|
| All of a sudden, he took out his paraphernalia and shouted
|
| «Let's play croquet!», and off to the field ve vent
|
| He carried his hoops and mallets and I carried his balls
|
| What a festival! |
| Fun and games all day long. |
| Archery, badminton, potato sack
|
| Victor won the three-legged race… all by himself. |
| It vas love at first sight
|
| (sung)
|
| He vas the one I gave my heart to
|
| But ve never wed even so
|
| If I mentioned wedlock
|
| He’d put me in a headlock!
|
| Vhen I asked to be his wife
|
| He stabbed me with a kitchen knife
|
| Ach, where did the good times go?
|
| If he had an angry fit
|
| I vas the first thing that he’d hit
|
| But I didn’t give a shit…
|
| He vas my boyfriend! |