There's nothing left for meOf days that used to beThey're
If my friends should ask for me
Here at home is
(Everybody's somebody's fool - German)Die Liebe ist ein seltsames Spiel,sie
Don't break the heart that loves you;Handle it with careDon't
The tears I cried for you could fill an ocean,But
I'll follow the boys, wherever they goI'll follow the boys,
(Spoken): Frankie, wherever you are, I love youThough you've found
I told this heart of mine our love could never
Woh, woh-woh-woh-wohWoh-oh-hoh, woh, woh-woh-woh-wohSchner, fremder Mann, du bis
Woh, woh-woh-woh-wohWoh-oh-hoh, woh, woh-woh-woh-wohSchöner, fremder Mann, du b
Stupid cupid, you're a real mean guyI'd like to clip
V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N! In the summer sun!Put away the books, we're
Where the boys are, someone waits for meA smiling face,
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