LYRIC

Sometimes my life is going nananana
And everything I hear is nananana
And my thoughts are only nananana
Everything I see is looking like a nana

There’s my wife talking to me nanana
There’s no feedback but an nananana
In the paper only nananana
Everything I hear is nana in the air

I talk to you – you talk to me
You’re talking to me Matsch
I talk to you you talk to me
You’re talking to me much to much

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