Fröken Larsson

Min kära vän Bruce ringde mig på söndagskvällen..

You and me we were the pretenders we let it all slip away...

Aha?

I just want someone to talk to and a lil' of that human touch..

Mhmm..

Aint no mercy on the streets of this town, aint no bread from heavenly skies, aint nobody drawin' wine from this blood. It's just you and me tonight..

Vart vill du få mig egentligen..

Do you think that what I'm askin's too much? I just want something to hold on to..

Säkert..

And a lil' of that human touch, just a lil' of that human touch..

Tystnad..

So you been broken and you been hurt, show me somebody who aint..

Mm..

You might need something to hold on to, when all the answers they dont amount to much

somebody that you just can talk to?

And a lil' of that human touch..

I just want to feel you in my arms

Bullshit, men kul att ringer och vi tänker nog egentligen likadant så vi kan ses för en natt

And share a lil' of that human touch..?

Precis, MEN inte ikväll. Möt mig on a street in Philadelphia TOMORROW för det här är den sista dagen på min chillin'killin'tajm och då slöser jag inte tid på sånt där .
So kiss my ass on monday and goodnight!