Onder de Sonne verschwonde Onder de Sonne Jetzt muesch lose, ech mues ders verzelle Sie ufem Männer Wc Ond det hämmer üs denn zerscht gseh Denn plötzlech nur no mer zwee Ond mer trinked so vell Prosecco Sie stiigt us de Stiletto Ah, sie esch perfetto Ond ergendeinisch vömmer avo tanze Ond es streifed sech üsi Händ Ond ergendeinisch zieht sie mech zu sech ond seid: Chom mer gönd Onder de Sonne Semmer verschwonde Mit em Velo direkt zu ihre hei Mer send äng omschlonge Ech ghörs lislig somme Kawasaki usem Radio ond sie seid Stell die scheiss Musig ab Es turned mi ab Wenn ech de Song mues ghöre Wenn ech ehn ghöre Stell die scheiss Musig ab Es turned mi ab Wenn ech die Band mues ghöre Wenn ech sie ghöre Sie flötschtered mer is Ohr: Gemmer meh, gemmer meh Gemmer meh vo der Und ech so: emmer meh Emmer meh verwirrt Ech legge ufem Rügge do Sie uf mer obe dra Ech be dä, wo nömm so cha Ech muss schnell e Pause mache Sie frogt: was esch de met der los? Ech säg: es esch wäg de Prosecco Debi eschs mis Ego Wos eifach ned verchraftet Onder de Sonne Semmer verschwonde Mit em Velo direkt zu ihre hei Mer send äng omschlonge Ech ghörs lislig somme Kawasaki usem Radio ond sie seid Stell die scheiss Musig ab Es turned mi ab Wenn ech de Song mues ghöre Wenn ech ehn ghöre Stell die scheiss Musig ab Es turned mi ab Wenn ech die Band mues ghöre Wenn ech sie ghöre Sie flötschtered mer is Ohr: Gemmer meh, gemmer meh Gemmer meh vo der Und ech so: emmer meh Emmer meh verwirrt Gemmer meh, gemmer meh Gemmer meh vo der Und ech so: emmer meh, emmer meh Emmer meh verwirrt Ech be emmer meh verwirrt Gemmer meh, gemmer meh Yah Jetzt bini bi ihre ufem Wc Am liebschte wetti sie nöm gseh Aber sie rüeft, sie wett no meh Jo weisch, ech muess us dere Gschecht usecho Us dem Radio lauft das Lied emmer no Ond ech säge ihre: ech cha doch die Type au ned ustoh Stell die scheiss Musig ab Es turned mi ab Wenn ech de Song mues ghöre Wenn ech ehn ghöre Stell die scheiss Musig ab Es turned mi ab Wenn ech die Band mues ghöre Wenn ech sie ghöre Sie flötschtered mer is Ohr: Gemmer meh, gemmer meh Gemmer meh vo der Und ech so: emmer meh Emmer meh verwirrt Sie seid: gemmer meh, gemmer meh Gemmer meh vo der Und ech so: emmer meh, emmer meh Emmer meh verwirrt

I can't wait till I get you home And close the door so we can just be alone Turn this weekend into a song That we can sing along to all year long Oh you make me feel so good, when I'm lying next to you. Only you can take me to the moon and back Again and again So let's go tonight Sweet Prosecco I love I love I love you Hold me close I love I love I love you Please don't let go I love l love l love you I love it when we kiss I love love I love it Do. You. Remember when we met in Trieste? You sat at the bar too cool and I couldn't get it Do. You. Remember How you let me in It went down oh so smooth oh I can't forget it Oh you made me feel so good, When I was flying next to you. And honey you took me to the moon and back Again and again And again and again Sweet Prosecco I love I love I love you Hold me close I love I love I love you Please don't let go I love l love l love you I love the way we kiss I love love I love it Sweet Prosecco I love I love I love you Hold me close I love I love I love you Please don't let go I love l love l love you I love the way we kiss I love love I love it Sweet Prosecco

I've been sipping on Prosecco, makes it easier to let go oh Plus that money coming in too so I stack it up like legos She got perkys by the kilo, says it helps her to forget bout her last It's okay I don't judge though, 'cause baby don't we all have a past Perky got me feeling like myself again Money got me turning all these L's to wins Damn it's been a minute since I felt this shit Damn it's been a minute since I felt like this I was lost, now I'm found, now I'm lost again It's getting so fucking hard to be an optimist When same ones that built you up will break you down What do you do when there ain't nobody left to save you now 'Cause your worst enemies be your own blood And you try to make amends with your own but Show me why the fuck it is you think I don't trust 'Cause I been cut by the same one I came from I tell her put down the bottle, it's bringing your demons out I can't even talk to you, it's only screaming now But I don't wanna deal with this anymore So take my glass and let it pour I've been sipping on Prosecco, makes it easier to let go oh Plus that money coming in too so I stack it up like legos She got perkys by the kilo, says it helps her to forget bout her last It's okay I don't judge though, 'cause baby don't we all have a past