Troublemaker
Mathilde Santing
3:05It's the five minute call in this old music-hall The only dancin' I see is on the wall Soon they will dim the lights for a worn-out delight Girls with lipstick and laddered tights It's wodka and it's beer that's all they serve in here This is the bitter life we chose However it hurts the most This love was like a suit-case that I never unpacked It took me on the road And all the kings horses and all the kings men couldn't put my life together again It's wodka and it's beer that's all they serve in here This is the bitter life I chose However it hurts the most It's the end of the song and the end of the show and the end of the line for us As we say our goodbyes I will fail to disguise that it scares me to look in your eyes They don't do curtain calls The curtain simply falls And I go from pillar to post The way it hurts the most So choose your exit now or loose me in the crowd I advise you to leave However it hurts the least