| Now comes the last song before the break, so let's go!
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| About time too! |
| So where are the toilets here?
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| This is the opportunity to go to the toilet,
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| but obviously I wasn't the only one with the idea... no!
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| The queue for the women's toilet is miles long.
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| Everything stands and nothing moves except outside on the corridor.
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| In the men's toilet, on the other hand, people come and go,
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| no comparison to the stop and go of the lame women's traffic jam.
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| Grinning happily, I stroll past all the women
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| envious looks meet me from the whole row.
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| I look back encouragingly and go into the men's room.
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| Sometimes it's nice to be a man!
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| I'm standing in front of the urinal with a few other men
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| full of gloating over the poor bunch of women, haha!
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| Then the front door opens with a loud bang,
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| and I hear a woman's voice behind me:
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| "Hi guys! |
| Don't let yourself be disturbed! |
| Yes, you know, next door
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| the line in front of the women's toilet is quite long.
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| That's why I'm coming to you... — Hey, don't get scared!
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| I won't copy anything from you and I'll be right back.",
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| she says and closes the door of the toilet behind her.
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| We all stand frozen and nobody says a word.
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| Nothing works anymore and I feel like I'm stuck in traffic...
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| Sometimes I would also like to be a woman.
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| Sometimes I would also like to be-
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| Sometimes I would also like to be-
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| Sometimes I would also like to be a woman.
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| Break! |