I've got a piece of paper inside my head
With a list of things that can't be said
I hear a plastic voice inside my brain
Singing a song that I just cannot explain
I've got a piece of paper inside my head
I hear a plastic voice inside my brain
Bababa
Got a few more minutes left to go
Bababa
Feeling like a falling domino
And I'm never coming down again
Don't you take me back
To the wrong side of memory lane
Don't you bring me back
To these days of misery and shame
Back and forth, going north, round the block
What a shock!
I ain't following you
I've got a feeling of déjà-vu
Could it be that I'm missing you
I've got a strange film going on in my mind
I can only press pause and hit rewind
Bababa
Got a few more minutes left to go
Bababa
Feeling like a falling domino
And I'm never coming down again
Don't you take me back
To the wrong side of memory lane
Don't you bring me back
To these days of misery and shame
Back and forth, going north, round the block
What a shock!
I ain't following you
Don't you take me back
To the wrong side of memory lane
Don't you bring me back
To these days of misery and shame
Back and forth, going north, round the block
What a shock!
Back and forth, going north, round the block
What a shock!
I ain't following you
Don't you take me back
To the wrong side of memory lane
Don't you bring me back
To these days of misery and shame
Back and forth, going north, round the block
What a shock!
Back and forth, going north, round the block
What a shock!
Don't you take me back
Don't you bring me back
To the wrong side of memory lane
To these days of misery and shame