Time Machine Songtext
von Britta Persson
Time Machine Songtext
When I run into you at concerts and bars
We talk for ten minutes before I get harsh
I say I′m sorry but you say you're not
This is no déjà vu, this is no bubble time
This is a real time machine
You and me back to when birds and bees
Lost their self esteem
I hit the brakes, I barely wanted to stop
You′re not impressed by my attempts to get off
You say you're sorry but I know you're not
This is no déjà vu, this is no bubble time
This is a real time machine
You and me back to when birds and bees
Lost their self esteem
This is no déjà vu, this is no bubble time
This is a real time machine
You and me back to when birds and bees
Lost their self esteem
By reading messages
That went from ending with
Many hugs and kisses
To showing less interest
Then it started getting better
It′s wine, it′s at the dinner table on a Friday night
In 20 minutes the bus arrives
I'm going all the way to paradise
Where the holy fog and the disco lights
Surround your body while you fantasize
About the pubs in Scotland, the shores of
The sales of meat in Argentina and the floors of
The European tour
This is no déjà vu, this is no bubble time
This is a real time machine
You and me back to when birds and bees
Lost their self
You and me back to when birds and bees
Lost their self
You and me back to when birds and bees
Lost their self
You and me back to when birds and bees
Lost their self esteem
We talk for ten minutes before I get harsh
I say I′m sorry but you say you're not
This is no déjà vu, this is no bubble time
This is a real time machine
You and me back to when birds and bees
Lost their self esteem
I hit the brakes, I barely wanted to stop
You′re not impressed by my attempts to get off
You say you're sorry but I know you're not
This is no déjà vu, this is no bubble time
This is a real time machine
You and me back to when birds and bees
Lost their self esteem
This is no déjà vu, this is no bubble time
This is a real time machine
You and me back to when birds and bees
Lost their self esteem
By reading messages
That went from ending with
Many hugs and kisses
To showing less interest
Then it started getting better
It′s wine, it′s at the dinner table on a Friday night
In 20 minutes the bus arrives
I'm going all the way to paradise
Where the holy fog and the disco lights
Surround your body while you fantasize
About the pubs in Scotland, the shores of
The sales of meat in Argentina and the floors of
The European tour
This is no déjà vu, this is no bubble time
This is a real time machine
You and me back to when birds and bees
Lost their self
You and me back to when birds and bees
Lost their self
You and me back to when birds and bees
Lost their self
You and me back to when birds and bees
Lost their self esteem
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