Breathing
Du gav det du hade, dom ville ha mer
Och ingen ska tacka dig, dom har väl nog med sitt
Först gav du din omsorg sen gav du ditt liv
Till tomheten gapade och det var då du föll
Så får du stjäla till din mat sedan tigger du fast ingen vill ge
Men sitter du tyst - då syns du inte mer
Och du fick se hur flocken kom för att en och en så gömmer de sig
Men ligger du ner - då syns du inte mer
Och kan du förlåta, då börjar det om
Kung Fu Girls
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Down in chinatown (the year of the Cock) he sold the silver belt, put it in hock.
Fistful of money, mouth full of gold, soon to be free of all armfull of holes!
She was a kung fu girl, kung fu girl.
Uh eow!
He got the address symbolized in Cantonese, then asked a native, "Some assistance, please".
She took him to the secret door, he was kissing the floor!
Don't know much more!
She was a kung fu girl, kung fu girl.
Heng lu Cindy Sue.
Difo difong hacking hu.
In a flash of recollection of oriental pride she threw him to the side!
Got the address, gave the door a knock... what happened next caused quite a shock!
She was standing, looking out the door, he was kicked to the floor!
Don't know much more!
She was a kung fu girl, kung fu girl.
Uh eow!
Kung fu!
Cindy Sue!
Oh, I wanna get close to you!
You're my kung fu girl!
You're my kung fu girl!
Oh my oriental pearl!
Kung fu!
Cindy Sue!
Oh, I wanna get close to you!
You're my kung fu girl!
You're my kung fu girl, get down!