I got invited to a wedding again,
with distant relatives and some without skin,
among the people were a mimer with gin,
"I speak in French but I come from Berlin"
I didn't come here to make out or fight,
and do you really really want me to lie,
you see it's kinda hard for me to deny,
I'm not impressed by your fantasy outfit
oh x 52
(can you give me some wine?)
I'm not the asshole that you want me to be,
I'd like to keep this just between you and me,
I see you dancing and it makes me feel sick,
I'm not impressed by your fantasy outfit
oh x 52
(I didn't come here to make out or fight,
and do you really really want me to lie,
you see it's kinda hard for me to deny,
I'm not impressed by your fantasy outfit)
