Sporo mi prolaze satitika-tika-takdo kuće uvek me pratineki manijak
Ja svima zalupim vratai napravim loma onda zaspim samajer ti si sa njom
Dok ti drugoj greješ posteljuluda glava sprema nevoljuna visoke kad stanem petenestaćeš k'o dim cigarete
REF. 2xNeko će mi noćas napraviti sinavatru pali flaša crnog vinahaljina na podu, dobar znak za srećuko si ti, do jutra znati neću.
My time passes slowlyTick-tock, tick-tockThere is always some maniacAccompanying me home
I slam the door to everyoneAnd make a havocAnd then I fall asleep aloneBecause you are with her
While you keep another women's bed warmMy crazy head is up to some troubleWhen I put myself on high heelsYou will be gone like cigarette smoke
Chorus x2Somebody will make me a son tonightA bottle of red wine is putting my head on flamesA dress on the floor, an omen of good fortuneWho you are, I will not know until the morning.