Mud Stories — текст песни (An Pierle)

I won`t give in
I put fresh heart
Into myself
But I flee my thoughts

I won`t give in
I`ve sealed my mouth
Won`t say a thing
At least not out loud

Funny I`d like to seduce you
Funny how I feel
Maybe I`m lost on the tough side
Maybe this time it`s for real
But I would like to be
But funny things for you
I`ll manage a seven day working week
For your sake
As mary goes round on the playground
She is ever asking ever too much

I`m getting nervous
I hang around
It`s no big deal
I`ll sort it out

I`d like to tell you all my
Mud stories
Mud stories
Mud on my raincoat still
Much stories
Mud stories
Much on my raincoat still
Mud stories
Much fuss about a cheap thrill

I won`t give in
I have no chance
I`ll have enough
With one romance

I`d like to tell you bout my
Mud stories
Mud stories
Mud on my raincoat still
Much stories
Mud stories
Much on my raincoat still
Mud stories
Much fuss about a cheap thrill