Drazen Boskic

Renate

Can you sew red buttons

To my wannabe Lagerfeld

Bleeding underneath

Now falling off

One by one

On the ground I didn’t rise from

On the sand I once let my beads go off

Can you tell if the way they made

Now is a way that would take me to

Just a new L’etoile

Where you hide

Your pots of chocolate

Can you make them take me there
Renate

 

Cos girl I got boys and boys

Around here

I don’t think you’d like a tale

They call it the Palace of their kind
‘Endolphin’ I heard that sweet say
‘Makes me take Kyle by the hand

Then up the stairs

That never lead down

To your kind of states’

 

Find me in my states

While I’m digging in their state

Find me sweet

Along the channel

From the happy kind of Ritz

I’ll be running

Find me love

I bet you’ve got some doughnuts hiding

I forgot I said I’ll always be smiling

 

Can you bake me a cherry pie

Bind blue ribbons to the sticks

And dance for me

One more time

Can you launch me

The way you used to launch me

Off your feet so high

Can you catch me up

One more time

Before another queen

Comes in between

With the ray of her pink Zeppelin

Can you suck her back

Renate

 

I said boy I know

We’re not from the same cake

Golden letters on your chest

Tell us what you think and dream

Everyone knows what you are

Tonight

But honey can you say

What your true gold is

Where the little blue pill’s hiding

 

Find me in my states

While I’m digging in their state

Find me sweet

From Three Sisters

I’ll be running

Find me love

I bet you’ve got some doughnuts hiding

I forgot I said I’ll always be smiling

 

If you look for me

You better check in

Oh honey at the Chameleon

Or Something Inn
Pieces sweeter of the sweet

Last I heard a he

She convincing me

After a coin rang out

On a small white plate

No fella who enjoyed him

 

I said boy I know

We’re not from the same cake

Golden letters on your chest

Tell us what you think and dream

Everyone knows what you are

Tonight

But honey can you say

What your true gold is

Where the little blue pill’s hiding

 

And if you never would

I would look for you by

By the Burda’s paper cuts

God those roller skates

Could never bring you far

Maybe you could shoot a star

From a New Year’s card

 

Find me in my states

While I’m digging in their state

Find me sweet

If too late you don’t be afraid

Even here we can build the nest

I could wear your stain on my chest

Don’t be afraid

Find me love

Find me sweet

God your roller skates

Could never bring me away

Renate

 

Find me

Find me

Find me

Love

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Todos los derechos pertenecen a su autor. Ha sido publicado en e-Stories.org a solicitud de Drazen Boskic.
Publicado en e-Stories.org el 21.07.2006.

 
 

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