Østkyst Hustlers — Kyssesvinet song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Kyssesvinet" by Østkyst Hustlers.
Lyrics
Der var lyst i hele rummet og min hals den var tør
Telefonen ringede, synes jeg, højere end den ellers gør
Det var min bedste vens veninde, det var hende jeg
Prøvede at score men jeg havde tonserhovedpine og
Ikke så let ved ord og panik-romantik er svært at krænge
Når man står i sine slidte lidt beskidte underdrenge
Hun ringede på det nummer jeg havde skrevet på hendes
Arm til fest hos en homie, det var hjemme hos ham
I en lejlighed på Vesterbro, man ikke sku' tro at
Nogen ku' bo og hvor alternative stjernestive
Kunstnertyper stod og flashede piercinger og højskolegear
Der var lidt for mange drenge, der var lidt for grimme piger
Men det var fint for det var hende og det gik som det skal
Vi snakkede tæt og drak lidt tættere — jeg gjorde i al fald
Og hun syntes at jeg var def, det ku' jeg med det samme se
Men så blev jeg for stiv, og så var det lissom det
Og nu stod jeg her og hovedet her var straffen
Jeg sagde: Hey, skal vi aldrig en tur i biografen?
Hun var på, jeg sagde inde i Imperial
Der går den vidst endnu den der med de der to serial
Killers ellers fed, tror jeg, Hmmm, hun sagde: Det ka'
Vi jo men hvad med den der nye med Leonardo Di Caprio?
Jo, sådan blev det bare, om aften var foyeen fyldt med
Kærestepar jeg købte to billetter til en film med den
Værste nar men den var okay, på en lidt fisseagtig måde
Og pludselig blev den spooky og så skete der noget
Hun rykkede tættere på, og tættere på
Så tæt at det var let at komme tættere på
Så sad vi der så tæt vi næsten rørte ved hinanden
Jeg tænkte: Så er det nu. Jeg tænkte: Jeg gør det sgu
Jeg tænkte Hmmmmm…
Åh nej
Hun kyssede ikke så godt
Hvor svært sku' det ku' være? Så svært sku' det
Nu ikke ku' være
Hun kyssede dårligt
Lidt for blødt og lidt for vådt
Lidt finesse prinsesse. Jeg må sæsse det her
Åh nej
En anden gang til et arrangement, med firseratmosfære
Stod vi i baren og hang, du ved hvordan det er
Man drikker gin og chekker kvinder, meget cool
For der var nok at chekke, der var stuvende fuldt
De fleste var designerho’s med plasticsko og mandelår
Lidt for fjollet tøj og lidt for a**ymetrisk pandehår
Men længere henne i baren var en pige der skildte sig ud
Hun var lille og lidt trashy og et meget godt bud
Hun var ringet ned for neden, platinblond for oven
Hun stod og snakkede med en Fonasælgerslipseagtig klovn
Hun havde en trøje med nogen rimelig store patter i
Så'n en pige som andre piger synes er rigtig latterlig
Men sandt at sige så synes jeg hun var chummy
Det gik jeg hen og sagde
Han flashed sig en bæmund, ham fyren ved siden af
Hans store hår var noget højt og fønet noget
På sådan en lidt kikset bravomister Jardex agtig måde
Hun syntes at jeg var def, det ku' jeg se med det samme
Jeg var ihvertfald def, sammenlignet med ham
Hun sagde: Hey, lad os danse, der er den fede musik
Jeg sagde: Desværre, baby, en hustler danser ikke
Det ' et hustlerprincip og det er mit eget
Men nu blev hun fornærmet og sagde: Så er det lige meget
Ups! Nu sku' der tænkes hurtigt, tænkte skidt og tænkte pyt
Man har et hustlerprincip indtil man ta’r sig et nyt
Så jeg måtte flashe Bossynova, og jeg Jazzede lidt
Jeg følte mig lidt spasseragtig, men det var fedt
For hun kom tættere på, og tættere på
Så tæt at det var let at komme tættere på
Så stod vi der så tæt vi nærmest rørte hinanden
Jeg tænkte så er det nu, Jeg tænkte jeg gør det sgu
Jeg tænkte Hmmmmm…
Åh nej
Hun kyssede ikke så godt
Hvor svært sku' det ku' være? Så svært sku' det nu ikke ku' være
Hun kyssed dårligt
Lidt for blødt og lidt for vådt
Lidt finesse prinsesse. Jeg må sæsse det her
Åh nej
Lyrics translation
There was light in the whole room and my neck it was dry
The phone rang, I think, louder than it otherwise does
It was my best friend's friend, it was her I
I tried to score but I had tons of headaches and
Not so easy by words and panic-romance is hard to banter
When you stand in your worn slightly dirty underboys
She called the number I had written on her
Arm at a homie's party, it was at his house
In an apartment on Vesterbro, you shouldn't think that
Someone could live and how alternate starlings
Artist types stood and flashed piercings and højskolegear
There were a little too many boys, there were a little too ugly girls
But it was fine because it was her and it went as it should
We talked closely and drank a little closer-I did anyway
And she thought I was def, I could see that right away
But then I got too stiff, and then it was like that
And now I was standing here and my head here was the punishment
I said, Hey, are we never going to the movies?
She was on, I said inside the Imperial
There it goes I think it's still that one with those two serial
Killers otherwise fat, I think, Hmmm, she said: it ka'
We did, but what about the new one with Leonardo Di Caprio?
Well, that's just the way it was, in the evening the foyeen was filled with
Girlfriend I bought two tickets to a movie with it
Worst jerk but it was okay, in a little pussy-like way
And then suddenly it got spooky and then something happened
She moved closer and closer
So close that it was easy to get closer
Then we sat there so close we almost touched each other
I thought, here we go. I thought, I'm fucking doing it
I thought Hmmmmm…
Oh no
She didn't kiss so well
How hard could it be? That's so hard
Don't be
She kissed badly
A little too soft and a little too wet
Little finesse Princess. I have to put this on
Oh no
Another time for an event, with eightiesatmosphere
We were at the bar hanging, you know what it's like
You drink gin and check Women, very cool
For there was enough to check that was stowfully full
Most were designer shoes with plastic shoes and almond years
A little too silly clothes and a little too a * * ymetric bangs
But further along at the bar was a girl who parted
She was small and a little trashy and a very good bid
She had a phone call at the bottom, platinum blond at the top
She was talking to a phono salesman stupid clown
She had a sweater with some pretty big tits in it
So ' n a girl that other girls think is really ridiculous
But to tell you the truth I think she was chummy
I went to say that
He flashed himself a poop, the guy next door
His big hair was something high and fetal something
In such a slightly crappy bravomister Jardex like way
She thought I was def, I could see that right away
At least I was def compared to him
She said, Hey, let's dance, that's the cool music
I said: Unfortunately, baby, a hustler does not dance
It's a hustler principle and it's my own
But now she was offended and said: then it does not matter
Oops! Now you need to think fast, think poorly and think never mind
You have a hustler principle until you take a new one
So I had to flash Bossynova, and I jazzed a little
I felt a little spazky, but it was great
Because she got closer and closer
So close that it was easy to get closer
Then we stood there so close we almost touched each other
I thought This Is it, I thought I'm fucking doing it
I thought Hmmmmm…
Oh no
She didn't kiss so well
How hard could it be? It shouldn't be that hard
She kissed badly
A little too soft and a little too wet
Little finesse Princess. I have to put this on
Oh no