Jersey Loverboy Songtext
von Danielson

Rest, my son.
All the big stars sing about love,
Which kind of love.
Cut the crap,
Who′s got the hart on the run.
It's time to rest, my son.
There will be a day when,
"Hey Babe, let′s make babies,"
Is finally said.
And walls will weep and
The ground will shake.


We'll take place in the race.
There will be a day when
I love my lover.
(Peep kind of love)
1) Get down + lay on Jersey land
2) Breathe deep and shakin' out the nerves
3)Close eyes and dream a little dream
4) Carafe of wine with the wife.
Results are finally in and
Boy are the teachers proud.
You passed the test!