Max Mutzke - St. Petersburg lyrics

She walked through the room, armed with just a cigarette Stops for a breath, takes a drink from the cabinet Happy I saw her cla**, with a gas A bubble appears, a creature with no address Young for her years – seducer an tenderness Happy that I'm OK – that's the way She was born in St. Petersburg, raised in New York Kept by the sugar man, contractual of cause But I know, that she needs me ‘Cause we got love, love, love She was born in St. Petersburg, raised in New York She dances with the Battenbergs And eats with the Yorks And I know that she loves me ‘Cause we got love, love, love She's a goddess of love, face like a superstar Dines twice a week – on champagne an caviar Happy, I have to pay for my way And that I whispered in her ear, while I try to explain That my love for her grows with a growing pain Happy that she loves me in that way She was born in St. Petersburg, raised in New York Kept by the sugar man, contractual of cause But I know, that she needs me ‘Cause we got love, love, love She was born in St. Petersburg, raised in New York She dances with the Battenbergs And eats with the Yorks And I know that she loves me ‘Cause we got love, love, love I'm in love an I need her – And I want her everyday But I couldn't believe her – As she laughed into my face What is wrong with a dreamer? When you feel So out of place – When you're feeling out of space She was born in St. Petersburg, raised in New York Kept by the sugar man, contractual of cause But I know, that she needs me ‘Cause we got love, love, love She was born in St. Petersburg, raised in New York She dances with the Battenbergs And eats with the Yorks And I know that she loves me ‘Cause we got love, love, love