Irrungen und Wirrungen. Herrlich, aber nicht zu gebrauchen.
And it's over with every summer gone..
And it's over with every winter spent in the bar..
And every night kept with someone new..
Against the door I lay my head - between my teeth a piece of your dress..
And I keep thinking of what we talked about - last summer when you turned me out..
And those fevered conversations that left m< hands on your thigh!