| Joy, la' mig mig skrue tiden tilbage
| Joy, let me turn back time
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| Til det der old school love
| To what old school laws
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| Jeg ved, du ka' husk' det her
| I know you can 'remember' this
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| Det var lige før sommer i april eller maj
| It was just before summer in April or May
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| Da du started' i klassen og fik plads foran mig
| When you started 'in class and got a place in front of me
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| Væk var min barndom, væk var uskyld og leg
| Gone was my childhood, gone was innocence and play
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| For alt, jeg ku' drøm' om, var et liv sammen med dig
| For all I could 'dream' of was a life with you
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| Så jeg sat' mig en aften efter skole og skrev
| So I sat down one evening after school and wrote
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| Hvor meget jeg følte for dig ned i et brev
| How much I felt for you down in a letter
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| Du ku' ha' sagt måske og skånet mig
| You might have said and spared me
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| Men du satte krydset ved nej
| But you put the cross by no
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| Så fuck ogs' dig, uh-uh
| So fuck you too, uh-uh
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| Fuck ogs' dig, uh-uh
| Fuck you too, uh-uh
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| Fuck ogs' dig
| Fuck you too
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| Det blev ved i gymnasiet, du blev kun mere smuk
| It kept going in high school, you only got more beautiful
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| Jeg blev kun mere kikset, turde kun sige «hej», når vi var på druk
| I only got more cracked, only dared to say «hello» when we were drunk
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| Jeg vented' et helt år, jeg samled' mit mod
| I waited a whole year, I gathered my courage
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| Jeg troede, du sendte signaler — måske jeg misforstod
| I thought you were sending signals - maybe I misunderstood
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| For jeg satsed' en aften til det sidste skolebal
| Because I bet one night at the last prom
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| Min homie havde vist mig en dans, sagde, den virked' på alle
| My homie had shown me a dance, said it worked 'on everyone
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| Men jeg nåede ikk' og prøv' den på dig
| But I did not reach 'and try' it on you
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| Før jeg så jer to gå jeres vej
| Before I saw you two go your way
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| Så fuck ogs' dig, uh-uh
| So fuck you too, uh-uh
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| Jeg sagde, fuck ogs' dig, uh-uh
| I said, fuck you too, uh-uh
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| De si’r, man aldrig glemmer smerten fra den allerførste gang
| They say you never forget the pain of the very first time
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| Joy, hvorfor ku' jeg ikk' ha' dét, som du så i ham?
| Joy, why could not I have what you saw in him?
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| Vi to er en klassik lovestory, right?
| The two of us are a classic lovestory, right?
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| Og helten får altid pigen til sidst, ikk'?
| And the hero always gets the girl in the end, right?
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| Men jeg ka' ikk' forstå dig
| But I can not understand you
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| Og hvorfor det aldrig gik mellem os to
| And why it never went between the two of us
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| Jeg blev spillet i radioen, endelig blevet til noget
| I was played on the radio, finally turned into something
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| Så jeg tænkt', jeg vil' inviter' dig og en veninde til showet
| So I thought ', I want to' invite 'you and a friend to the show
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| Men stadig der takked' du og sagde: «Nej
| But still there you thanked 'and said: «No.
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| Det der pop, det' ikk' noget for mig»
| That pop, it's' nothing for me »
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| Så fuck ogs' dig, Joy
| So fuck you too, Joy
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| Så fuck ogs' dig, oh Joy, ka' du høre mig?
| So fuck you too, oh Joy, can you hear me?
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| Fuck ogs' dig, og fuck din veninder
| Fuck you too, and fuck your girlfriends
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| Fuck din veninder, og fuck hva' du troede
| Fuck your girlfriends, and fuck what you thought
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| Fuck ogs' dig
| Fuck you too
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| Joy, ka' du se mig nu?
| Joy, can you see me now?
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| Jeg sagde, fuck ogs' dig
| I said, fuck you too
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| Jeg' ikk' færdig med dig
| I'k 'done with you
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| Fuck hva' du tænker
| Fuck what's you thinking
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| Og fuck ogs' din' krøller
| And fuck 'your' curls too
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| Og fuck når du smiler
| And fuck when you smile
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| Og et kæmpe fuck til dine drengevenner
| And a huge fuck for your boy friends
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| Joy, jeg stod jo lige der foran dig
| Joy, I was standing right in front of you
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| Og troed' vi skulle danse
| And thought we were going to dance
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| Men Joy, jeg' klogere nu
| But Joy, I'm smarter now
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| Jeg' så færdig med dig
| I'm done with you
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| Nu kysser jeg med din bedsteveninde
| Now I'm kissing with your best friend
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| Og hun dufter bedre end dig
| And she smells better than you
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| Så Joy, Joy, Joy
| So Joy, Joy, Joy
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| Fuck ogs' dig | Fuck you too |