Zucker Im Kaffee

You talk all evening
That you're making a career
That you are over your separation pain
Since then only laughs

You no longer have a girlfriend
You now have two, maybe four
And you ask for two bottles of veuve clicquot
And how are you?

I still don't like sugar in my coffee
I still don't like walking barefoot through the snow
I still like to laugh at myself most of the time
And still doesn't like men like you
Such men who only talk about themselves

You really haven't changed
Still talking for two
Doesn't like to be interrupted
With your constant boasting
And when I really get a chance to speak
Are you not interested in the slightest
Just look out the window bored
And you ask how are you?

I still don't like sugar in my coffee
I still don't like walking barefoot through the snow
I still like to laugh the most at myself
And still doesn't like men like you

I still have no idea how to be an oyster
I have no idea what offside is in football
I still like to laugh most of the time at myself
And still doesn't like men like you
Such men who only talk about themselves