Zwei, drei, vier
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One, two, three
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Its easy to see
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But its not that I don't care so
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'Cause I hear it all the time
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But they never let you know
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On the TV and the radio
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She was young her heart was pure
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But every night is bright she got
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She said sugar is sweet
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She come rappin' to the beat
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Then I knew that she was hot
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She was singin'
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Don't turn around, uh-oh
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Der Kommissar's in town, uh-oh
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You're in his eye
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And you'll know why
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The more you live
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The faster you will die
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Alles klar, Herr Kommissar
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[Instrumental Interlude]
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She said, babe, you know
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I miss Jill and Joe
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And all my funky friends
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But my street understanding
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Was just enough to know what she really meant
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And I got to thinking while she was talking
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That I know she told the story
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Of those special places that she goes
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When she rides with the others in the subway singin'
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Don't turn around, uh-oh
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Der Kommissar's in town, uh-oh
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And if he talks to you
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And you don't know why
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You say your life
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Is gonna make you die
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Alles klar, Herr Kommissar
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Well, we meet Jill and Joe
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And brother Herr
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And the whole cool gang and, oh
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They're rappin' here they're rappin' there
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But she's climbin' on the wall
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It's a clear case, Herr Kommissar
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'Cause all the children know
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They're all slidin' down into the valley
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They're all slipping on the same snow
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Hear the children
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Don't turn around, uh-oh
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Der Kommissar's in town, uh-oh
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He's got the power
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And you're so weak
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And you're frustration
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Will not let you speak
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La, la, la, la, la, la
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Don't turn around, uh-oh
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Der Kommissar's in town, uh-oh
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And if he talks to you
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Then you'll know why
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The more you live
|
The faster you will die
|
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Don't turn around, uh-oh
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Der Kommissar's in town, uh-oh
|
Don't turn around, uh-oh
|
Der Kommissar's in town, uh-oh
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Don't turn around, uh oh
|
Der Kommissar's in town, uh oh
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Der Kommissar
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| After The Fire |
