(borg, dregen)

1, 2, 3, 4

Look at you, man, look at the band
Look at the day, don�t throw it away
I need a pill and a coffee re-fill
And everything is gonna be alright
I swear

Look at your cat and your eighty square flat
Look at your view over stockholm�s zoo
Maybe you�re wrong but maybe i�m right
`cause I guess i�m born black and white

You know you could be a rock n� roll star
No matter who you are
It�s all the same
`cause you�re a real dead end

That�s what you are
Believe i�m gonna have myself a ball
And I don�t care if you don�t like
How I act when i�m on top of your wife
I�m going down, i�m running up
I�m walking zig-zag and i�m tripping too much
So hold your fire, i�m coming through
I�ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

Now everybody wanna dance with you
I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody wanna talk too much
But all I want is you

Look at your amount on your credit card account
A billion dollar tour but I just go for
Heads up, legs up, stay-ups, fuck-ups
`cause everything is gonna be alright, right
Well, I said, right, right, right

That�s what you are

That�s what you are
Believe i�m gonna have myself a ball
And I don�t care if you don�t like
How I act when i�m on top of your wife
I�m going down, i�m running up
I�m walking zig-zag and i�m tripping too much
So hold your fire, i�m coming through
I�ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

I�m going down, i�m running up
I�m walking zig-zag and i�m tripping too much
So hold your fire, i�m coming through
I�ve gotta kill another bottle of doom

Now everybody wanna dance with you
I cannot dance `cause my boots are stuck with glue
Everybody wanna talk too much
But all I want is you
Yeah, all I want is you
So why can�t I have you