Songtext
Since we came back from your lecture
You were quite overexcited
No time for hugs and kisses
Too many calls from all your friends
Who's your man, who's your first corrector?
Been waiting for too many hours
Come here, sit down, hang up and come
But please, stop laughing so loud
And now give me your phone, ok, ok
Everyone knows you're so successful
Not just a famous linguist's wife
Just don't forget you're mine
Hey, don't scream with rage
It's vain, I'm not impressed
Just exasperated again
A good slap is what you need
A good slap is what you want
Take that, take that
Get up, and get up, and get up, and get up, and
Baby, we have to talk
You stay here, don't be so proud
Let's talk, let's talk
Oh, you don't want to (good slap, one good slap, hey)
Get up, and get up, and get up, and get up, and
Again audience
No more you can, screeching
You left me alone, alone
Get up, and get up, and
The day I was transparent
In your eyes, but why?
Tell me, give me a reason
I shake you, and impair you
The shape of your pulled arrow
Guns again
Get up, and get up, and get up, and get up, and