Mumbai Songtext
von Brika

Damm it I hate to be the type
That seeks to be amused
Damm it I hate to be the type

Damm it I hate to be the type
That′s in it real quick before I'm done
Damm it I hate to be the type

Cause oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh oh oh
Is exotic livin′ like in Mumbai?
And oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh oh oh
There's a high beam in a low side


How would I go?
I don't even know
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Down the yellow road
Rushed in syllables
If I found myself a limerence
Of my own

Dammit I hate to be the type
That sticks to black like a parasite
Dammit I hate to be the type

Cause oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh oh oh
Is exotic livin′ like in Mumbai?
And oh oh oh
When the world stays spinning
I feel tied
And oh oh oh
There′s a high beam in a low side


How would I go?
I don't even know
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Down the yellow road
Rushed in syllables
If I found myself a limerence
Of my own

Still sitting by the fire
Waiting just a bit in the month of June
Sitting by the fire
Sitting by the fire

Just sitting by the fire
Waiting just a bit in the month of June
Sitting by the fire
Sitting by the fire

How would I go?
I don′t even know
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Down the yellow road
Rushed in syllables
If I found myself a limerence
Of my own

How would I go?
I don't even know
If I found myself a limerence of my own
Down the yellow road
Rushed in syllables
If I found myself a limerence
Of my own

How would I go?
I don′t even know
How would I go?
I don't even know
How would I go?
I don′t even know
How would I go?
I don't even know