jau pāris dienas neliek mieru šitas te.
šodien braucu no Rīgas.
kā pēc Vangažiem sāka skanēt,
tā pie Valmieras jau bija tā,
ka maģim izbeidzās opcija
"pagriezt skaļāk".



She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love

But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run

And it wears me out
It wears me out
It wears me out
It wears me out

And if I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted
All the time
All the time...