Lyrics:
of the place I reside is like a castle
I'm the honorable Pensée Noir, my nom de guerre
I'm the czar, the Peking-to-Paris, is my kinda car
I'm the R, I'm
On the Peking to Paris, you're a sculptor, I'm an heiress
I'm running from my husband, you're running from the law
But there's agents at the border so I hide
Man kennt mich & man spricht von mir in Peking und Paris.
Mein Sexappeal eilt mir voraus, knockt in New York die Herren aus.
Mein Gesang verführt
Nu sluter dom mäktiga leden
Från washington till moskva
I london och peking och bonn och paris
Säger dom samma sak
Dom lovar dej frihet
Dom lovar dej
till Wien
Sylt till Mecka, dill till Peking, rotmos till Marseille
Kavring till Pyong-Yang, och bruna bönor till Bombay
Jag är en bragdmamma med elva
your bread"
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away
If you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace
They claimed
I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away, if you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace, they claimed I was a nasty
your bread"
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away
If you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace
They claimed
I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away, if you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace, they claimed I was a nasty
your bread"
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away
If you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace
They claimed
I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away, if you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace, they claimed I was a nasty
bread
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away, if you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace, they claimed I was
I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away, if you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace, they claimed I was a nasty
I had her, I know that she had me
And when we landed, it was Paris, France
Seemed like a nice place for some French romance
But when I touched her,
your bread"
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away
If you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace
They claimed
know that she had me
And when we landed
It was paris, france
Seemed like a nice place
For some french romance
But when i touched her
She said "maybe
bread"
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away
If you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace
They claimed I was a nasty
to Khartoum
I've seen them places from my rented room
I've been to Paris and I've been to Marseille
But that was nothing till I got to Cathay
I've been to New
bread
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away, if you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace, they claimed I was
nächste Land, wohin wir fliegen ist
China, China
Schönes Klima
Von Peking aus nach Shanghai
Hier gibt's ne schöne Brauerei
Hongkong, Hongkong
Ich höre ein
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EINMAL DIE WELT SEH´N - OB PARIS – OB HAWAII
OB CAPSTADT – OB SYDNEY
ICH BIN MIT DABEI
MAC DO IN LAS VEGAS – IN PEKING DEN REIS
MAN KANN ES SICH
ke Peking bersama kuda
Di jalur medsos menjaring mangsa
Mangsa terjaring tua dan muda
Sayur di termos kasih buaya
Lalap kemangi disantap panda
Pelacur
still
Han hæ rejst i Amsterdam o i Paris
O i Irland drak han whisky mens han spiist
Som en hankat der er u æ hele nat
Man ku alle vii hvor galt det no var
bread
So I got out
Paris was a place you could hide away, if you felt you didn't fit in
French police wouldn't give me no peace, they claimed I was
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