Bris
Bris bris puste meg i nakken
Det blir kaldt i frakken og kroppen skrike
kom bris bris, sett meg fri
Skru på sirenen og gje meg varige mèn
Bris gjer meg roser i kinnet, tar vekk vonde minner
Bris du har stengt oss inne. Du vinner, du vinner
Mitt navn er Kristopher, eks lokomotivfører
sønn av en skipsreder. Eg var hans stedfortreder
Eg blei tatt hånd om av ei nonne i et kloster
Eg gjekk i tjeneste for mitt land og kom heim som krigsoffer
Og eg blei lam i frå livet og ner
Og mitt navn blir ikkje lenger nevnt når folk ber
For ingen husker gamle Kristopher
Han som redda fem liv for sjølv å bli et krigsoffer
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Have you met Dolores? She's queen of the forest
Have you met Olivia? Her I'd gladly give ya
Have you met the queen, the rulah, Tallulah
For that gal Tallulah I would fight a duela,
I would climb a hillah, I'll paddle to Priscilla,
But this is getting sillah, I'm getting lots of thrillah, Tallulah
When she starts to lock on to a man to love she wants to fricassee
No one doing the hula, can do what Tallulah can do to me.
I have met Fatima (Fatima is a schemma)
I have met Marquita (Marquita is a cheeta)
I have met Jemima, she's a social climba
I have met Ophelia,
Have you met Olivia? Her I'd gladly give ya
Have you met the queen, the rulah, Tallulah
For that gal Tallulah I would fight a duela,
I would climb a hillah, I'll paddle to Priscilla,
But this is getting sillah, I'm getting lots of thrillah, Tallulah
When she starts to lock on to a man to love she wants to fricassee
No one doing the hula, can do what Tallulah can do to me.
I have met Fatima (Fatima is a schemma)
I have met Marquita (Marquita is a cheeta)
I have met Jemima, she's a social climba
I have met Ophelia,