To give her...

Irma, My Waussie,

Be careful with love and who really loves you. Yes Oh will be good, But why do I still love her. It was better that I never looked at her, Pretty face, While she looked tempting to me with her sparkling beautiful eyes. You're just a dream of every honest personality, So a stylish woman, Reasonable and certainly very attractive, To see.

She is that dream, That kind of love purpose, It's entrancing her personality with that warm feeling. Strange, Is she a kind of men eater without knowing it, Or hides it damn well. But the first time ever I saw her face, Incessant drumming in my heart, Yeah, I created a special place. Is it eufemisme or just that old fool who breaks his own heart.

And beggin on his knees for her. It,s almost that obligation to love her, You're a day and night dream, How could that be forbidden if it's love, Deep love. Believe me, You was every schoolboy his dream, At least one. Still learning, Still I, Always me. Why, Why she looked so damn tempting to me. Oo my heaven, I have no regrets, Not at all never had.

But how could i resist not to look in her eyes, full of memories, Which I never lose again, Never sweetie. Still I look forward to the day that you let me in. A place in youre heart, Damn here I go again. Come on lets walk, Run or dance across the night. Oo yeah I know for sure, She knows, She looks like dynamite. I know for sure she can hear my heart beating at its best, To give her the warm feeling,

Irma, My Waussie, On her chest.