She always carries a plastic bag
Filled with latest organic food fad
She's in love with the fifties and god's name is Elvis

You don't have a chance, she thinks while she dances

They are more women than Chinese

She thinks of him and you, you as well
She has it all and plenty of choice
You don't have a chance, she thinks while she dances


You're just a young man
With a gun in his pants

If you want to know heaven
You better know hell
You don't have a chance, she thinks while she dances


Don't act too much the serious guy
Before loosing your head and falling in love

Before being an idiot, before getting old
You don't have a chance, she thinks while she dances
She thinks while she dances

She thinks while she dances