yellow - bimbo
You think you're special
And you're a standard guy
I'm gonna tell you
You're nothing but a standard guy
You are a standard... standard...
It's the bimbo
Standard bimbo man
They call me the white white white white white white
White white bimbo man
Oh, hey I want her
I want shoes
Oh, so my head hurts
But make fun of blues
Oh, that music
I got the blues
Cash in my pocket
Don't want to lose
I... I... I try so hard
Let me be smart
Look at myself in the window of a glass door
Look in my eyes
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Wink at the size
Never ever gonna be
Never ever gonna be
Never ever gonna be
Staring at her until the end
Special lie, my only friend
That's so hard for me to take
Silly to work around the thing
Bimbo, bimbo, oh it's sad
It drives me mad This is bimbo man
Oh, oh, it's sad B-b-b-b-b b-b-b-b-b b-b-b-b-bimbo
It drives me mad Why bimbo man
Oh, oh, it's sad Why it's the bimbo, standard bimbo
It drives me mad Why it's the bimbo man
Oh, oh, it's sad Why it's the bimbo, standard bimbo
It drives me mad Why it's the bimbo man
Special, and silly wanna be
Standard, oh what a silly me
You're really special, that you don't wanna be
You're standard, firm set in your silly ways
Look at myself in the window of a drug door
Wink at the size
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Look in my eyes
Never ever gonna be
I wear a white hat Bimbo, bimbo, he's hip
White gloves I choose Bimbo, bimbo man
I saw her dance Bimbo, bimbo
Not for the blues He's the bimbo man
I... Bimbo, bimbo, b-b-b-b-bimbo
Don't want to be He's the bimbo man
The standard guy Bimbo, bimbo, b-b-b-b-bimbo
The standard guy He's the bimbo man
Standard guy
Look at myself in the window of a glass door
Wink out the size
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Look in my eyes
Never ever gonna be
I hear hip music Bimbo, bimbo, he's a bimbo
Ain't got the blues Bimbo, bimbo man
Fist in my pocket Why it's the bimbo, why it's the bimbo
Don't want to lose Bimbo, bimbo man
I... I... Standard bimbo, why it's the bimbo
Try so hard Bimbo, bimbo man
Oh please, oh please, Why it's the bimbo, bimbo, bimbo
I wanna be smart... smart Bimbo, bimbo man
yellow - blender
My ladies, please come closer, my name is Random Tox
I have the great honor and pleasure to present you Turnex
The son of Durex, the blender for the next milennium
This is a revolution for your kitchen
Smashed potatos, sliced tomatos, apple juice, blueberry,
raspberry,
cherries and peaches in a fraction of a second
Turnex, the son of Durex
The only blender which can be turned into the most powerful
vacuum cleaner!
Blenders for sale
And I am selling to girls
They always know who I am, what I do
She gave me no wink
Just a smile of her hips
And a sip of my glass
And let's go
She looked in my eyes
No need for this ride
She's a queen
She's pristine
And a slave
With a smile of her hips
She was changing my life
We are heading downtown in her car
Her ride is too smooth
No line for a stop
My blenders are flying too far
She looked in my eyes
No mate for this ride
She's Christine
She's sixteen
I'm her slave
She is calling me Jake
She keeps me awake
Oh boy I was ready to go
yellow - do it
I'm walkin' downtown
No lookin' around
'Cause I'm a fool and a half
Blessed and beaten by love
I walk in the direction
But then I stop the action
'Cause when I try to do it
My heart is gone, I blew it
Do it...do it...
I'm going on and on, just on and on
Just walkin', talkin', not a winner at all
I'm boozing, losing, getting out of control
She dances hip-hop, she's on the top
I'm still a fool and a half, blessed and beaten by love
Do it...do it...
I'm walkin' back home
Keep lookin' around
Still a fool and a half
Blessed and beaten by love
She walks in my direction
Why don't she start the action
I got no guts to do it
And then she's gone, I blew it
Do it...do it...
yellow - domingo
We are here
In this holy cave today
To celebrate
The reincarnation
Of Domingo de Santa Clara
The man who convinced us
That there is no Lord
For His name is Buddha, Allah, Shiva, Jahve
Outside our bodies
We are God
'Cause only we can create the idea
Of His existence in our holy brains
Let us pray to ourselves and our spirits!
Domingo you show me just nothing
Like no one before
Domingo you show me just nothing
Like no one before
Domingo you show me just nothing
Like no one before
Domingo you show me just nothing
Like no one before
Domingo of Santa Clara
You made us believe
That you are no phantom
When without
The slightest spot of a thousand nations
You sprayed your blood of Domingo
We all know
Domingo of Santa Clara
Will be born today, tomorrow, and the day after
Billions of times
'Til the end of the Universe
Here with a smile on his face
As the rest of our species watches
The catastrophe
Domingo you show me just nothing
Like no one before
Domingo you show me just nothing
Like no one before
Domingo you show me just nothing
Like no one before
yellow - desert inn
I never meet her in the city
But believe me she is pretty
Six-hundred-fifty miles away
I meet my angel in the desert
In the desert I can meet her
Oh in the desert heat she makes me play
I'm not trying to be clever
I'm not getting there forever
Only flying with the wind and thee
I'm not trying to be late
Just becoming a slave
Come on angel, play the game
I'm not trying to be clever
I'm not getting there forever
Won't fight with the window on me
I'm not trying to be late
Just becoming a slave
Come on angel, play the game
She's never in the city
But the woman she's pretty
Six-hundred-fifty miles away
I meet my angel in the desert
In the desert I can meet her
In the desert heat she makes me pray
There is a race in your face
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