After another production of “The Flying Dutchman†I landed in Berlin Thinking over it over it how can I get over it And wonder what state I´m in
Sissi was the anarchist empress of Austria And I was in the same state that she was in Thinking over it over it how can I get over it And where the hell´s that fan
After another induction to the hall of famine I closed the magazine Thinking over and over it how can I get over it And be German and mean Jenny was a pirate and Jane was beheaded and Nina was a sweet nymphomaniac And with them in my corner I´m sure that it´s a tall order To find that perfect man
I´m doing all that I can Trying to make all the roses bloom in unison
Say I´m gonna blow you away Making all of the roses bloom so step away Making all of the roses bloom
After another unveiling of the bright red herring I walked down Rufus Street Thinking over it over it how can I get over it And where in the world will I meet That literary, lean, stripe suited lover I´ve read about all of my life Which I fear is a ruse and explains All the walks through all the parks of Europe And why I never will tell you “I love you†And why there is just but A vision of perfect man
I´m doing all that I can
Making all of the roses bloom in unison Say I´m gonna blow you away Making all of the roses bloom so step away And be dazzled Making all of the roses bloom