Watching through the door Look at a mirror In my tea Watching in my cup Change a little my make up
In my tea Moving reds and pinks Fun factory of lipsticks In my tea And this green, it´s too much Turning off my dark blush
I can change the weather I make a thunder In my tea Any place for my hair? Yes, only in the air There´s not so much place I get a strange face But there´s no wrong or right It´s a question of lights
Watching through the door
Wanna get some more With my tea My mother is coming with my father They´re laughing in my tea Oh, they´re looking so sweet I drink them With a strong beat Oh in my tea Drink my tea And watch over the sea