| She got me on the disco dance floor
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| In a state of shock
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| We started out on disco dancing
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| To electro rock
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| She followed me across the U-Bahn
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| And caught me on the train
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| She tried to get my attention
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| She couldn’t say my name
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| I don’t know why I tried
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| To start looking in her eyes
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| But I did not retry
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| 'til she said «Bitte, bitte!»
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| She asked me nice
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| And man she asked me twice
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| And I was cool as ice
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| But she said «Bitte, bitte!»
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| 20 months of reckless touring
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| 'till I made it back
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| Back into the same old story
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| Under attack
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| This time it was a club in Kreuzberg
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| She caught me by surprise
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| She stalked me on a disco dance floor
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| She looked my in the eyes
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| I don’t know why I tried
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| To start looking in her eyes
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| But I did not retry
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| 'til she said «Bitte, bitte!»
|
| She asked me nice
|
| And man she asked me twice
|
| And I was cool as ice
|
| But she said «Bitte, bitte!»
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| «Bitte, bitte!»
|
| «Bitte, bitte!»
|
| Don’t know why I tried
|
| To start looking in her eyes
|
| But I did not retry
|
| 'til she said «Bitte, bitte!»
|
| She asked me nice
|
| And man she asked me twice
|
| And I was cool as ice
|
| But she said «Bitte, bitte!»
|
| «Bitte, bitte!»
|
| «Bitte, bitte!»
|
| But she said «Bitte, bitte!»
|
| But she said «Bitte, bitte!»
|
| Don’t know why I tried
|
| To start looking in her eyes
|
| But I did not retry
|
| 'til she said «Bitte, bitte!»
|
| She asked me nice
|
| And man she asked me twice
|
| And I was cool as ice
|
| But she said «Bitte, bitte!»
|
| «Bitte, bitte!»
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| «Bitte, bitte!» |