Текст песни Scissors, Bag Or A Stone

Spent four weeks in this town,
had to write my new address down.
I never used to cry,
now I do it but I don´t know why.
Met nice people: a girl and a boy
and I thik I´m easy to enjoy

New song.
The only thing I know is:
It takes time to come
home. Scissors, bag or a stone!
It takes time to come home!

Summer replaced by fall
no need to hang ´round with people, that´s all.
No need for friendly advices - just come over and ask me twice:
"Do you love me? Do you love me?"
I think it´s best for us all - this is an emergencycall.
I dial your number again and again,
what´s wrong with your phone my friend?
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Bye bye, Goodbye Goodbye!

I take the subwaytrain
and watch myself in the black windowpane.
Then I notice that I´ve gone too far,
because I´m used to busses or daddys car.
We live a couple of lives, huh?
So what´s so special with the one you´ve got now?

New song
The only thing I know is:
It takes time to come home.
Scissors, bag or a stone!
It takes time to come home!

Summer replaced by fall
no need to hang ´round with people, that´s all.
No need for friendly advices - just come over and ask me twice:
"Do you love me? Do you love me?"

I know it's Goodbye