Songtext von F-Word

Would you stand up for this kind of beauty? Cause this kind of beauty won't stand up for you. It won't lift a finger For some lazy dreamer Here it comes the average dirty word Pardon my french But I'm sitting on a park bench Watching yearning cats Milk-fed little brats. And they say Love won't pick The slanted or the slick Or the lovesick And I'm lovesick So I say F-word, f-word Pardon my french But it's bs, bs Can't you feel the stench? F-word, f-word Pardon my french But it's bs, bs Summer evening Cats are screaming For love Is summer evening The cats screaming For love So I say F-word, f-word Pardon my french But it's bs, bs Can't you feel the stench? F-word, f-word Pardon my french But it's bs, bs Can't you feel the stench? F-word, f-word Pardon my french But it's bs, bs Can't you feel the stench? F-word, f-word Pardon my french But it's bs, bs Can't you feel the stench? F-word, f-word Pardon my french But it's bs, bs Can't you feel the stench? F-word, f-word Pardon my french But it's bs, bs