Ska Practice
Popperklopper
This is a true story, happens every day:
Sonntag nachmittag, zehn vor drei,
die Nacht war grad´ vor zehn Minuten vorbei.
Ich pack mein Zeug, Mist die ander´n warten schon,
bin fast schon zur Tür raus, klingelt das Telefon.
Und ich denk: Oh Mann,
das darf nicht wahr sein,
und ich geh trotzdem dran.
Dann ist meine Freundin dran.
She said this, no practice
she hate this, Ska-Practice.
She said this, no practice
she hate this.
Oh, oh girl, oh oh please
let me go to the Ska-Practice
Oh, oh girl, oh oh please
let me go to the Ska-Practice
Und ich denk oh Mann,
das darf nicht wahr sein,
und jetzt bin ich dran,
ich bin ein armes Schwein
She said this, no practice
she hate this, Ska-Practice
She said this, no practice
she hate this.
Oh, oh girl, oh oh please
let me go to the Ska-Practice
Oh, oh girl, oh oh please
let me go to the Ska-Practice.
Girl oh oh please
let me go to the Ska-Practice
Oh, oh girl, oh oh please
let me go to the Ska-Practice.
She said this, no practice
she hate this, Ska-Practice
She said this, no practice
she hate this.
SKA-PRACTICE !