Il testo della Cologne

He's nice, smells like summer wind,
What's inside of him i cannot see.
Games, like a puzzle piece,
Come fit into me, so i can play.

(what...?)
I bet i look good on your arm.
I bet you look good with your black tux on;
Even better after jack and soda,
Even more handsome as you grow older.
I bet i could right all your wrong,
I see you on the dancefloor making it feel like prom.
I know that it's bad to want,
But baby from here i can't take it, take me home.

(i do regret, i knew it all along...)
(so can i get, a bit of your cologne...?)
(i'm on my knees, i'll twist and shout...)
(can you help me out? a bit of your cologne...)

You spell my name in the sand.
I watch you take my hand, it feels so wrong.
Nights out with presidents,
Fire and breath mints; it's almost dawn.

I think i can roll with the best.
I think we can fool all the rest puffing up your chest.
I bet we look good in a photo.
I bet they won't know that you're so much older.
I bet i could fix your mistakes,
I could find and erase all of your heartache.
I bet that i'm naive.
I bet after this they'll be giving me the thrid degree.

(i do regret, i knew it all along...)
(so can i get, a bit of your cologne...?)
(i'm on my knees, i'll twist and shout...)
(can you help me out? a bit of your cologne...)

(i do regret, i knew it all along...)
(can i get, a bit of your cologne...?)
(i'm on my knees, i'll twist and shout...)
(can you help me out? a bit of your, a bit of your cologne...)

Uh, uh, uh, uh.
(a bit of your cologne...)
Uh, uh, uh, uh.
(a bit of your cologne...)