a good bad wine cigarrets in the ashtray i loose my time all my life but now i have others thing to think about you but now i have others thing to think about you i wonder on the streets i feel so free point your guns at me but now i have others thing to think about you but now i have others thing to think about you one kamikaze was ejected another hour passing slowly questions to the wind forgotten but is my only chance and my last but now i have others thing to think about you but now i have others thing to think about me