(Don't Tell Me) Lies
All I needed was a friend to see
Just a person who seemed close to me
Oh but...
Now you really show your face
Yours is no disgrace it's me
Now I know your aim
Now you show your game to me
I should've known better before
Don't tell me lies
I don't need your advice
You don't need a friend
Just a helpin' hand
Don't tell me lies (stop tellin' me lies)
I don't need your advice (I don't need your advice)
You don't need a friend
Just a helpin' hand (just a helpin' hand)
Just a helpin' hand oh
Years together and there's nothin' learned, no no
Not our love only what you've earned
Oh but...
Now you show your face
Yours is no disgrace it's me
Now I know your game
Now you show your aim to me
I should've known better before
Don't tell me lies (stop tellin' me lies)
I don't need your advice (I don't need your advice)
You don't need a friend
Just a helpin' hand
Don't tell me lies (stop tellin' me lies)
I don't need your advice (I don't need your advice)
You don't need a friend
Just a helpin' hand (just a helpin' hand)
Just a helpin' hand (just a helpin' hand)
Just a helpin' hand
Don't tell me
Well, I should've known better before
Don't tell me lies (stop tellin' me lies)
I don't need your bloody advice (I don't need your advice)
You don't need a friend
Just a helpin' hand (just a helpin' hand)
In Tabaluga-Land (in Tabaluga-Land)
Just a helpin' hand (just a helpin' hand)
Just a helpin' hand
"Fuck off"
- Text: Atze Ludwig
- Musik:Atze Ludwig
- Zuerst gespielt: 24.05.1990 Bochum (DE), Zeche
- Zuletzt gespielt: 26.10.1990 Lehrte (DE), Haus der Jugend
- Wurde gespielt: 7 / Wo gespielt?
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