Letras:
Heideroosjes Choice For A Lost Generation

I met her on a Monday and my heart stood still Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron Somebody told me that her name was Jill Da doo ron ron ron, da doo

me Don't tell, I know the reason Feelings, don't know what that means Freedom, I laugh about that Friendship, yeah keep on dreaming My girl, that's where I die for

your grave (CHORUS) Listen to the Pope, you'll get aids (4x) A little creep in a ghost outfit Thinks he is Jesus but he's not a bit Against everything

Jesus and I, we met at school When I first saw him, I thought what a fool A silly hippie, with dirty long hair But judge the outside, no that isn'

From a Bridge, from a roof, for a train From a boat, for a truck, out a plane In your bed, in your room, under a tree In a lake, in a bath, into sea

a lot of snow And they were singing a song... (CHORUS) In a winter, winter, winter wonderland We are making noise, we are making noise In a winter

Je bent echt een varken, je waggelt heen en weer Fifi moet je trekken, lopen kun je al niet meer Met je gore bontjas en die vette laag make-up Zit