Yeah, next round is on me, raise your glasses
We drink to the friends, life and death
And the girls anyway, just speaking of this
Sometimes I'm wondering what you're doing right now
Well, it's not that it bothers me in any way
I'm now completely stable (really now)
I wonder if I'm counting the days since you are gone?
Sure, as if I had nothing better to do for 412 days
But the deeper the night
The better the idea
I'm a genius
And I know it's pretty late, baby
But better late than never!
Whenever I'm blue (oh)
I think back
I stagger home< br/>And then I think of you
And every time I'm blue
I call you (ah ah ah)
I try to tell you
What else do I want to tell you can't say
The night is over, my head is clear again
What remains are the messages on your mailbox
In which I tell you something for a few minutes (All clear)
It was a great idea last night
And I never talk about you, at least most of the time
Even if my friends deny it
It's Saturday and we're going through the bars
/>And I'm definitely not calling you
But maybe I should write to you
Because the deeper the night
The better the idea
I'm a genius
And I know it's pretty late, baby
But better late than never!
Whenever I'm blue (oh)
I think back
I'm reeling home
And then I think of you
And whenever I'm blue
I call you (ah ah ah)
I'm trying to tell you
What I can't tell you otherwise
Because the deeper the night
The better the idea
I'm a genius
And I know it's pretty late, baby
But better late than never!
Because the deeper the night
The better the idea
I'm a genius
And I know it's pretty late, baby
But better late than never!
Whenever I'm blue (oh)
I think back
I crawl home
And then I think of you< br/>And whenever I'm blue
I call you (ah ah ah)
It's four o'clock in the morning
Why don't you answer it?
Because whenever I'm blue
I think back
I can't make it home
I'm lying in the bushes
And every time I'm blue
I call you
Assuming that I can still:
Remember my pin (x2)

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