Doosra - The Wet Violin

Sometimes it feels like I'm pissing in a violin
Never get an answer, never move your skin
Many times, I watch you from above
Cut my skin, cut my skin boy

They want my blood to feed their hairy moves
Count to five to hear you
You have the nerve to jump of the roof
Come 'on you've got it, I know you've got it

Call me once again a never-ending fairy tale
So many men are lying next to me
Give me five and taking back the road again
Until you lost reality

They want my blood to feed their hairy moves
Count to five to hear you
You have the nerve to jump of the roof
Come 'on you've got it, come 'on you've got it, come 'on you've got it!

I'm miss disaster when it comes to not being a man
But what difference does it make?
That I have breasts or penis, I'm the leader of the band
And that is what it takes

Grab your guitar and make it sure to kill the lights
You are a star oh baby don't you know
Bad boy can't spend a day without a fight
Bleeding in the trailer after the show

They want my blood to feed their hairy moves
Count to five to hear you
You have the nerve to jump of the roof
Come 'on you've got it, come 'on you've got it, come 'on you've got it!

Written by:
Martine Verjans

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