SEXY SHOP (part. Emis Killa)

(Eh-eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh-eh)

Love is not made in sexy shops
You were like a jackpot in the slots
And then you knocked me out
You say I'm a bastard
But for you, I won't change

A life uphill, an endless story
That then ended, my fingers hurt (fingers, fingers)
Why hurt each other? It's a wedding vow
With the exit hole
For every fame-thirsty friend of yours
You were spring water
Fairy hands, I touched you, you faded away

Tonight, under the heat of this siren
I swear I would even go to jail for you
At three hundred kilometers per hour, losing control
I was really waiting for you

Love is not made in sexy shops
You were like a jackpot in the slots
And then you knocked me out
You say I'm a bastard
But for you, I won't change
Miss, you're dancing alone
Magnet for my gun
Never trust
You say I'm a liar
But for you, I won't change

Baby, don't ask questions because I can't give answers (no, no)
Let's stay in bed, one inside the other, like matryoshka dolls (eh)
Dirty words, what would our mothers say?
Give me everything you can give me
I'm not leaving here, like thieves at the post office (raah)

Tonight, under the heat of this siren
I swear I would even go to jail for you
At three hundred kilometers per hour, losing control
I was really waiting for you

Love is not made in sexy shops
You were like a jackpot in the slots
And then you knocked me out
You say I'm a bastard
But for you, I won't change
Miss, you're dancing alone
Magnet for my gun
Never trust
You say I'm a liar
But for you, I won't change

I'm one step away from the void
And even if I ask for forgiveness
You say I'm a bastard

Love is not made in sexy shops
You were like a jackpot in the slots
And then you knocked me out
You say I'm a bastard
But for you, I won't change