[Nina Kinert]
It’s like you came in from a dream I had last night
I saw you coming, from a far
Thought you reminded me of someone
But we've never met before
Only once, only yesterday

[Sam Herring]
Here I am 2 am from 7/II
Trying hard not be seen
Dying to see you round the corner
Coming down the street again
From the place where your mother lived

[Both]
Here we are, seventeen you’re the best thing that I’ve seen
We will soon be eighteen
Can’t foresee but nobody will come closer actually
Close to me violently

[Chrous]
And you fool, my love, for the record
I got chapped lips, I got chapped lips
I got chapped lips from kissing you
And you fool, my love, for the record
I got chapped lips, I got chapped lips
I got chapped lips from kissing you
I got chapped lips from kissing you

[Nina Kinert]
I saw you come in from the wild
In the morning
You shook your clothes and took a bath

[Sam Herring]
Now that you’re old, won’t sleep at nighttime
So you sleep in afternoons
Come lay down and be close to me

Underneath the pepper-tree in your garden you and me
You and me, bourgeoisie

Ohhh and you fool, my love
And you fool, my love, for the record
I got chapped lips, I got chapped lips from kissing you
And you fool, my love, for the record
I got chapped lips, I got chapped lips from kissing you
And you fool, my love, for the record (... my love, ... my love)
And you fool, my love, for the record (... my love)
And you fool, my love, for the record (... my love)
I got chapped lips, I got chapped lips from kissing you
I got chapped lips

I saw you come in from the wild In the morning
Thought you reminded me of someone