Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yndlingsbabe, artist - Tv-2.
Date of issue: 31.05.1995
Song language: Danish
Yndlingsbabe(original) |
Jeg må have sovet i timen, jeg vågner op med sved på panden |
Jeg har drømt en frygtelig drøm, du er stukket af med en anden |
Det er løgn, siger jeg til mig selv, og kniber mig i armen |
Det er en dårlig spøg, en joke, det er kulden, det er varmen |
Efter alt hvad jeg har gjort og vil gøre for dig |
(ja du har stort set altid kunnet regne med mig) |
For eksempel har jeg ofte været næsten lige ved |
Og var der sket noget, havde jeg stået på det rette sted |
Men måske er du virkelig faldet for et forførende smil |
Fra en rigtig kedelig type, med en rigtig kedelig stil |
Og hvem ved, når han spiller, lyder der helt andre toner |
Jeg er ligeglad, babe — du skylder mig hundrede kroner |
Du er min yndlingsbabe |
Og for altid vil du være min prinsesse, min brud |
Min himmelske lykke, min engel, min gud |
Og alt det andet, ved vi, kommer helt af sig selv |
Lov mig nu du bliver alligevel |
Jeg kunne forstå hvis jeg altid sad og gloede fjernsyn |
Men du syns da osse bold er sjov (og så en tur i byen) |
Jeg har slæbt dig med til Flensborg og andre steder hen |
Skal vi to aldrig mere handle toldfrit igen? |
Hvis jeg så havde ladet dig sejle din egen sø |
Men hos mig står du forrest i en endeløs kø |
Af håbløse drømme om storhed og fald |
I en rådden atmosfære af sladder og skandale |
Jeg kunne forstå, hvis du havde været nummer to, tre eller fire |
Men du er den sødeste jeg kender af alle søde piger |
Vi har snakket og snakket i mobiltelefoner |
Hvilket minder mig om at du skylder mig mindst hundrede kroner |
Du er min yndlingsbabe |
Og for altid vil du være min prinsesse, min brud |
Min himmelske lykke, min engel, min gud |
Og alt det andet, ved vi, kommer helt af sig selv |
Lov mig nu du bliver alligevel |
(translation) |
I must have slept for the hour, I wake up with sweat on my forehead |
I dreamed a terrible dream, you ran away with someone else |
It's a lie, I tell myself, pinching my arm |
It's a bad joke, a joke, it's the cold, it's the heat |
After all I have done and will do for you |
(yes you've pretty much always been able to count on me) |
For example, I have often been almost right |
And had something happened, I would have been standing in the right place |
But maybe you have really fallen for a seductive smile |
From a really boring guy, with a really boring style |
And who knows, when he plays, completely different notes sound |
I don't care, babe — you owe me a hundred |
You are my favorite babe |
And forever you will be my princess, my bride |
My heavenly happiness, my angel, my god |
And everything else, we know, comes completely by itself |
Promise me now you'll stay anyway |
I could understand if I always sat and watched television |
But you see that our ball is fun (and then a trip to the city) |
I have dragged you to Flensburg and other places |
Will the two of us never shop duty free again? |
If I had let you sail your own lake |
But with me, you stand at the front of an endless queue |
Of hopeless dreams of greatness and fall |
In a rotten atmosphere of gossip and scandal |
I could understand if you had been number two, three or four |
But you are the sweetest of all the sweet girls I know |
We have been talking and talking on cell phones |
Which reminds me that you owe me at least a hundred kroner |
You are my favorite babe |
And forever you will be my princess, my bride |
My heavenly happiness, my angel, my god |
And everything else, we know, comes completely by itself |
Promise me now you'll stay anyway |