Knives from Bavaria

I dreamed you were riding a train to Astoria

I dreamed that you swallowed a pill called Euphoria

Lips are for lying, your eyes are to kill

Spoons come from Denmark, the knives from Bavaria

A plateful of promise, a spoonful of fun

A thimble of drowsy, a face full of charm

Send me a rainbow, send me the word

The spoons come from Denmark, the knives from Bavaria

Lalalalaa lala lalalala

Lala-lalalaa lala lalalala

Lalalalaa lala lalalala

Lala-lalalalaa lala lalalala

Comb me and brush me, divide me in two

Drink me and drown me, I like you I do

I'm orange, I'm orange; I'm orange, I'm blue

I love him, I love him; I love him I do

Lalalalaa