Clemens — Når Du Går song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Når Du Går" by Clemens.
Lyrics
Tøserne er vilde med frisk kød — nyt blod
Lækre sild i overflod vi får hodet til rodn
Blow job — fordi vi aldrig fucker et show op
Fordi vi har noget at sige og forstår at råe op
Fordi vi giver os tid til at pumpe lidt overkrop
— vi måtte blow op, for vi kører go stil
Hvis man skal tro, hende jeg mødte forleden — en go sild
Med frække former forfra, bagfra og i profil
Der brændte en ild bag hendes pupil
Jeg spilled virklig ikke noget skuespil
Men måske burde jeg ha vundet mig en Bodil
Selvfølig fik jeg nummeret til hendes mobil
Senere på dagen fik jeg 2 til — hos vil
Slå sig løs og ha fat i en mindre fattig knøs
En skoldhed sommerdag har jeg mødt pir, der kom og sagd, at de frøs
Og ville med mig ud at varmes i min lejede øs
Rygtet går, at jeg ved, hvon missehår skal strygs
Så jeg forstår godt, hvorfor min tøs er nervøs:
Jeg er nød til at spørg, når du nu går ud af dørn
Er du så stadig min player, baby?
Jeg ved, jeg har spurgt dig før, men nu spør jeg dig igen
Er du min mand eller bare min ven?
Man kan synes, at det er lidt wack, men det er et fact
At efter vi har lavet et par tracks — er tøserne begyndt at skifte act
Før var de ugidelige — tog sig selv højtideligt
Nu gør tanker om penge og berømmelse frøknerne liderlige
Der er ikk en fra min pos, der kan vis sig på et spillested
Uden at ha mindst 2 hos at chille med og pille ved
Jeg selv er ved at blive kræsen af væsen
Der skal mere end et lag sminke til at ta mig ved næsen
Jeg kender jeres tricks med stramme gamacher og push-up bh
Ey yo, det er sgu da meget pænt at se på
Men pakker man det ud, er der et ekstra lag hud
Og tar man fat i patten, er den ofte slatten som en klud
— det er meget sødt, som du vrikker dig for at score lidt drikkevarr
Men har du brug for en, der ikk er vegetar til at slikke dig
Æde dig rå, og stikke lidt pik i dig, så bliver det ikke mig
Det skaber for mange dikkedarr — jeg er i en andens magt
Hun er et pragteksemplar, så der er ingen sex me mig
Jeg husker, hvad min chick sagd til mig i dag, inden jeg gik:
Jeg er nød til at spørg, når du nu går ud af dørn
Er du så stadig min player, baby?
Jeg ved, jeg har spurgt dig før, men nu spør jeg dig igen
Er du min mand eller bare min ven?
Tro ikke, at det er slut nu — du er det tætteste, man kommer på min hustru
Sig mig, hvorfor sku jeg være dig utro
Du er mig mere værd end guldbarre, for du har fulgt mig
Gennem tykt og tyndt og lettet vægten på mine skuldre
Tog mig ind, da min verden var ved at smuldre
Hjalp mig med at finde vej, da jeg var for kulret
Vores snak er mere end chit chat om dit dat
Dybt personlige spørgsmål og du gir mig stadig feed-back
Modspil — og det er du god til
Jeg skal love for, at du ved, hvad man bruger et hod til
Tiden stod still, første gang jeg så dig
Og selv nu har jeg lyst til at hoppe på dig og flå dig
Dit kropssprog er dejligt, du bevæger dig fejlfrit
Og klær dig, så man sku tro, at du havde din egen stylist
Du ku få enhver anden mand, og det pirrer mig
Tanken om at du vil ses med en rod som mig, smigrer mig
Gearer mig op — så hør hvad jeg siger dig
Yo baby bubba — jeg tror sgu, jeg blir her
Jeg er nød til at spørg, når du nu går ud af dørn
Er du så stadig min player, baby? (Yo baby, jeg tror sgu, jeg blir her)
Jeg ved, jeg har spurgt dig før, men nu spør jeg dig igen
Er du min mand eller bare min ven?
Lyrics translation
The chicks love fresh meat-new blood
Delicious herring in abundance we get hodet to rodn
Blow job-because we never fuck a show up
Because we have something to say and know how to Raw up
Because we give ourselves time to pump a little upper body
- we had to blow up because we run go style
If you're gonna believe the girl I met the other day-a go herring
With Naughty shapes front, rear and in profile
There was a fire burning behind her pupil
I really didn't play a play
But maybe I should have won me a Bodil
Of course I got the number for her cell phone
Later in the day I got 2 more-at will
Get loose and grab a less poor kid
A scalding summer day I have met pir, who came and said that they froze
And wanted to come with me to warm up my rented island
Rumor has it I know what kind of misshair needs ironing
So I understand why my girl is nervous:
I have to ask you when you get out of dørn
Are you still my player, baby?
I know I've asked you before, but now I'm asking you again
Are you my husband or just my friend?
You might think it's a little wack, but it's a fact
That after we do a few tracks, the girls are starting to change the act
Before they were indestructible-took themselves solemnly
Now thoughts of money and fame make the ladies horny
There's not one from my pos that can show up at a venue
Without having at least 2 of chilling with and tampering with
I myself am becoming picky of being
It takes more than a layer of makeup to take me by the nose
I know your tricks with tight leggings and push-up bra
Ey yo, that's really nice to look at
But if you unpack it, there's an extra layer of skin
And if you grab the teat, it's often flaccid like a rag
- it's very sweet as you wiggle to score some beverage
But do you need someone who is not a vegetarian to lick you
Eat you raw, put some dick in you, and it won't be me
It creates too many frills-I'm in someone else's power
She's a great example, so there's no sex with me
I remember what my chick said to me today before I went:
I have to ask you when you get out of dørn
Are you still my player, baby?
I know I've asked you before, but now I'm asking you again
Are you my husband or just my friend?
Don't think it's over now — you're the closest thing to my wife
Tell me, why should I cheat on you
You're worth more to me than gold bars, because you've been following me
Through thick and thin and relieved weight on my shoulders
Took me in when my world was crumbling
Helped me find my way when I was too hot
Our chat is more than chit chat about your dat
Deeply personal questions and you still give me feed-back
Counteraction — and you're good at it
I promise you know what a hod is for
Time was still the first time I saw you
And even now I feel like jumping on you and ripping you off
Your body language is nice, you move flawlessly
And dress up so you'd think you had your own stylist
You could have any other man, and it tickles me
The thought that you will be seen with a mess like me flatters me
Gear me up-then hear what I'm telling you
Yo baby bubba-I think I'm staying here
I have to ask you when you get out of dørn
Are you still my player, baby? (Yo, baby, I think I'm gonna stay here)
I know I've asked you before, but now I'm asking you again
Are you my husband or just my friend?