Barbarella

Do you feel car sick?
I feel car sick
You’re in love again
Stop talking
It’s so boring
I can’t take it anymore and I’m gonna tear you apart
Ow!
You crippled my arm
(La la la la la la la…)
Do you feel car sick?
I feel car sick
It comes down to the rub again
Stop talking
It’s so boring
I can’t stand to look at you
I’m free of imitation
I’m free to make mistakes and love again
I’m so sorry Mum
I didn’t know that this is the way to be polite now
The frustration, precipitation
Should I drink that drink because you don’t?
Do you feel car sick?
I feel carsick
It comes down to the rub again
Stop talking
You’re so boring
I can’t stand to look at you
I’m free of imitation
I’m free to make mistakes and love again
I am perpetually uncool
I’m free of expectation
I’m free to make mistakes and love again
I can’t stand to look at you
I’m free of imitation
I’m free to make mistakes and love again
I am perpetually uncool
I’m free of expectation
I’m free to make mistakes and love again
I can’t stand to look at you
I’m free of innovation
I’m free to make mistakes and love again