Who'll Come After You
I'll be lying to myself
and regret it until death...
who do I choose Deborah or Kathleen?
I can't choose and get stuck in between.
Can either one of them be swept away,
and keep all the red hearts of clay?
Not even the hardest can look away!
Woohoho! I bowed down to a pretty Queen,
and made her feel just like one,
this beauty was barely seventeen,
hoping her foot fitted in her shoe;
Woohoho! I didn't want to wind up alone!
Please, stop asking me,
stop reminding me
who'll cheer me up of not a cuckoo;
am I so faithless, honey?
I've enough guts to know, not guess,
who's good for you...
who'll take off your dress!
Woohoho! Who'll come after you?
Will your roses be without dew...
when my tears can make them sparkle
and remind you I'm so sensible?
Woohoho! Who will come after you?
destiny has drown another king for you!
Dododo! Who will come after you?
Dododo! I can tell what's in store for you!
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