Du á„r Fá¶r Fin Fá¶r Mig Letra

Leker du med elden, aj aj, buffé, tar en cigarett frukost

Du á¤r fá¶r fin fá¶r mig, men jag vill ha dig á¤ndá¥
Jag passar inte insá¥g det jag bá¶r, men jag vill veta hur
Du á¤r fá¶r fin fá¶r mig, men dom har sagt att det gá¥r
Jag gá¥r ibland och tá¤nker likadant, sᥠblir det fel á¤ndá¥

Dom vill veta om jag menar allvar ná¤r jag kallar dig min flickvá¤n
Nu fá¶r tiden kanna inte á¤lska ná¥gon annan á¤n din, spindel
Ná¤tet á¤r sᥠkladdigt, aj aj, buffé, och det regnar in
Vaknar upp en Má¥ndag i April, pᥠen vanlig dag
Rumpan bar

Du á¤r fá¶r fin fá¶r mig, men jag vill ha dig á¤ndá¥
Jag passar inte insá¥g det jag bá¶r, men jag vill veta hur
Du á¤r fá¶r fin fá¶r mig, men dom har sagt att det gá¥r
Jag gá¥r ibland och tá¤nker likadant, sᥠblir det fel á¤ndá¥

ENGLISH: (This translation is not word-for-word literal, it adapts the many Swedish colloquialisms in the song into their English counterparts...as closely as I could, anyway!)

Say something kind and win back the love you lost in drunkeness
You are beautiful; quench my thirst with those rose lips, pipe, or pilsner
I wake up on a Monday in April, on a normal day
You're playing with the lighter, oh oh, a buffet, taking a cigarette breakfast

You are too good for me, but I still want you
I realise that I am not as suited for you as I should be, but I will know how
You are too good for me, they say that's how it goes
Sometimes I think so, too, but that's a mistake

They will know I'm serious when I say you're my girlfriend
Nowadays I can't love anyone but you, spider
Your web is so sticky, oh oh, a buffet, and then it rains on it
I wake up on a Monday in April, on a normal day
Your backside is bare

You are too good for me, but I still want you
I realise that I am not as suited for you as I should be, but I will know how
You are too good for me, they say that's how it goes
Sometimes I think so, too, but that's a mistake