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I´ve been waiting for someone crazy

Who likes money and open spaces

Who can prepare me a nice コーヒー

and makes me wanna go open a store


I got no money in my handbag, but

I can give you everything you want, boy

I’m into hurry, gotta go- oh, hun

So, give me a number to remember you

E-mail Tap Tap


Oh, boy, I think I am in oh- oh- love

I’m in a hurry gotta go- oh, boy

Give me your card number

I don´t like phone number.


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Write the number in back, back

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Can I buy a nice car, car?


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Is that your name in the card, card?

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Do we have to wait til it has expired?


I’ m sorry I’ m assuming we broke up

I’m a doll who needs some protection, but

My skin is sensitive and I am sore

So a nice dress could have solved it all


I got no money in my brand new card

Your plastic said you have a debt, so bye

I’ m into hurry, gotta go – oh, boy

So write your name and put your signature.


Oh, boy, I think I am in oh- oh- love

I’m in a hurry gotta go- oh, boy

Give me your card number

I don´t like phone number.


E-mail Tap Tap

Write the number in back, back

E-mail Tap Tap

Can I buy a nice car, car?


E-mail Tap Tap

Is that your name in the card, card?

E-mail Tap Tap

Do we have to wait til it has expired?


I´m sorry, baby, I can’t handle no more, you mom called and said I am scrounger. 

I’m moving on to Paris so… I guess this is the end. Love you; I left your plastic in the door.





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