Knives from Bavaria

I dreamed you were riding a train to

AstoriaI dreamed that you swallowed a pill called

EuphoriaLips are for lying, your eyes are to kill

Spoons come from

Denmark, the knives from

BavariaA 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

BavariaLalalalaa 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 doI'm orange,

I'm orange;

I'm orange,

I'm blueI love him,

I love him;

I love him

I doLalalalaa