Come On Letra

so what´s her motherfucking point

i see she tries to get away from the bar
then i shout out loud
why don´t you come over and give me some head
because tomorrow we might be dead

oh, come on

the next morning, she is still around
but i don´t even know her name
i don´t want to hear the stories about her mamma
or about her last bloody birthday

i turn left, that´s where´s my window
and i think to myself
i wish i was in new york city
they told me the girls there are pretty

oh, come on

we´re going down, we´re going down
we´re going down, we´re going down

so, come on

(Dank an Harris Piltonic für den Text)