Yes we were lovers, lovers in despair
and we were hinding everywhere
picking flowers in the pouring rain
talking for hours in a train
I got the backstreet blues, I got nothing to loose
I got the backstreet blues, oh what can I do?
Yes we where lonely, lonely as can be
but it doesn't matter as long we are free
picking flowers in the pouring rain
talking for hours in a plain
I got the backstreet blues, I got nothing to loose
I got the backstreet blues, oh what can I do?
Shubi dubidu du tub tub tub du
Shubi dubidu du tub tub tub du
I got the backstreet blues, I got nothing to loose
I got the backstreet blues, oh what can I do?
I got the backstreet blues, I got nothing to loose
I got the backstreet blues, oh what can I do?