The Beat Songtext
von The Toasters

I never seen a girl like you in this place before
You talked to me and tore a little bit from my heart
I cried for hours when I saw you go into the back room
I felt as if my whole world was falling apart

My friends said see you later
Why is it that they hate her?
Wait a minute
Wait a minute for me


There′s a bar in Monte Carlo with crystal glass and velvet seats
They give you good measure and just
For good measure I bought her a few
But she didn't want my money nor my invitations, I was a fool
She lifted my spirits and she lifted my wallet too
And then she left

My friends said see you later
Why is it that they hate her?
Wait a minute
Wait a minute for me

I lie awake at night with a vision of you burning in my brain
Right out my window and the flashing of a neon light
And I think to myself I will never, never ever see you again
My friends will say that it probably serves me right

My friends said see you later
Why is it that they hate her?
Wait a minute
Wait a minute for me