The Car Is On Fire - Swedish Samba, Swedish Love lyrics

Every every Sunday, every week You walk between the beddings you don't need When you choose a pillow you always wait for somebody to see Your eyes are blue and yellow as the flag You're pa**ing by the signs you read out loud You are so functional, you are so hottie and so proud That's why everyone else is right and when I see you again I don't know what to say That's why everyone else is right and when I see you again I talk too much I'm dying to know what's in your head You'll tie your hair and think of something else Every every Sunday, every week I take a trip into the open sea As the shore vanishes, and you are waving I'm wondering why Everyone else is right and when I see you again I don't know why It's hard to explain what's in my head, And then again your face is turning red And when everyone you could hardly stand was trying to grab your snow-white hand I suddenly showed up at your place The gra** in my hair some lipstick on my face (Ooh, and you got me wrong, oh well) And I wouldn't mind if someone else would sing this song with different words I think I will write to Kevin Barnes, and then our kids will learn about the stars (Ooh, and I don't feel right, oh well Ooh, and I hope you're right, always)