Testo di Joy

I want our babies in the city, maybe Why don't we lay down under a yew? Look up and tell me what you think Of me With those wishing time of you Pair of drops and sleighs, why Once it happened in a warm hidings-place Number two why don't you pass? You don't dance enough You were easy for me, too Why don't we lay down under a yew? Oh, flowers In my dreams I'm here for hours Tending flute Lord, quit the silence I wanna get married I wanna get married Are you coming? Talk to me, say something Are you coming? I wanna get married Are you coming? Talk to me Are you coming? Ha? Miss Dior? I don't care anymore Kiss me, fuck me, make a martini Playing hard to get [?] When can you and I get to know each other? Let's be lovers Gimme a kiss? I wanna get married!