With their cardboard hands by their sides

Here's a naked man and lady

And they're yours to cut out and keep

So you can dress them up maybe

They don't know just who they areor who they're supposed to be

You can make them happy or sad

Or assume their identity



So here they are in the departure lounge

It's the "gateway to the east"

She is just another mail-order bride

She doesn't know he's a kinky beast

So he gives her a picture of maradona and child

She wants to "roll and rock"

As he spills his beer over herbumps and he

Grindsas he repeats "bang-cock"



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There must be something that is better than this

It starts with a slap and ends up with a kiss

Begins with you bawling and it ends up in tears

Oh my little onetake that chewing gum out of your ears



She might as well be in the jungle

She might as well be on the moon

He's away on a business tripin dusseldorfbut she's becoming immune

To the lack of glamour and danger in a west-german city today

The nearest she comes to the "dynasty" he promised her

Is a chinese takeaway



Chorus



Though he only taught her three little wordsit

Doesn't matter if they're dirty or clean

He can only control what they look like

He can never possess what they mean

Now he wants to whisper in her ear

All the shrinking nothingness

But something always comes between them

I wonder if you can guess



Chorus