Wild Strawberries - Give It Up lyrics

Words can be a problem when you're on parole I don't care much for language I just want her soul She left me just when Pushkin turned to shove The answer to the question who are you thinking of? You've got to give it up Give it up Hold me baby when you give it up Give it up Every now and then I start rambling on I don't care much for grammar I just need her son He left me in the sibilance and pops The answer to the question who made your sentence stop