| Lyrics: | Folk r farliga, dom bits.
Sj, visste du det?
Mina grannar bits,
den dr krringen med.
hon som sitter mittemot mej
p tunnelbanan bits som fan.
Folk bits, folk bits.
Folk bits, folk bits.
Ibland mer eller mindre.
Nr man e full s gr det bra,
men p morronen nr man vaknar
blir det vrre fr var dag.
D bits deras blickar
nnu
mer n igr.
Folk bits, folk bits.
Folk bits, folk bits.
Folk r farliga, dom
bits.
Sj, visste du det?
Mina grannar bits,
den dr krringen med.
hon som sitter
mittemot mej
p tunnelbanan bits som fan.
Folk bits, folk bits.
Folk bits, folk
bits. |
