Lyrics:

Stick a spoon into your heart
And eat away all your Deutsch Marks
Your money don't mean a damn thing
I'm wearing everything I own
Stop being cool
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Stop being cool
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Night time running in and out of cars
I'm treading on my nerves
I won't make up a fuss
Cheer boy is not ready for your fun
So give up all your love
Give up all your love

The air is sticking to me
You're in my room and still wont leave
To me it is something more
In love a 22 4

Stop being cool
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Stop being cool
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Night time running in and out of cars
I'm treading on my nerves
I won't make up a fuss
Cheer boy is not ready for your fun
So give up all your love
So give up all your love

I'm ready to give up on you now
I'm waiting till the sun has gone down
I'm waiting for a strand of your gold locks
To sew my stomach shut
And everybody knows you want a baby
And god knows everybody wants one too
Latin promses always keep breaking
Now I don't know what to do

And everybody knows you want a baby
Well god knows everybody wants one too
Everybody knows you want a baby
Well god knows everybody wants one too