• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Jenifa - De La Soul
• Jenny Fey - Corey Hart
• Geneva - Trophy Scars
• Geneva - Chokebore
• Geniove - Master's Hammer
• Geneve - John Otway

This song, does not contain, explicit lyrics
But the thought is erotic
Aww baby
Access to her cove, lovestruck Dove is Dove's mode
Took a look, dropped my books, Jenifa, oh Jenny
Breakfast was our greetings, yoghurts and birdseed's what I fed
Slipped a note, "Rock my yacht, Jenifa, oh Jenny"
Jenny only thought about Jimmy, but didn't think about Derwin
The Jimmy who's only a virgin
Steady we go, Jenifa led, pluggin' a tune which freedom well said
So what's the fix, O Jenifa, can a brother with soul get swingin'?
The Downstairs where we met, I'd brought records, she'd cassettes
Lost a break, found her shake, Jenifa, oh Jenny
Transcripts showed more than flirt, "I love daisies" read her shirt
Grabbed my jeans, Jimmy screamed, Jenifa, oh Jenny
Morals shaped like the floss, no-one could live their life for Pos
Found her house, aroused my joust, Jenifa, oh Jenny
Her clothes I did shuck, just like Dan I strictly stuck
To the punt, she cried "Kick it", Posdnous was in
Jenny only thought about Jimmy, but asked was I a virgin
Like some kid named Derwin?
She said, "Let's try it in the bathroom", but the 'nous is way above sinks
So to the kitchen, she did Dan and came back wrapped in Saran
Positions, muscles flexed, Dove was lost in a Ghana hex
Passed her test, felt her teddy, Jenifa, oh Jenny
Notions soothed the mood, Dove was lost in De La Heaven
Scream Plug 2, did the do, Jenifa, oh Jenny
Jenny, teased my homeboy Granny, in fact she teased so many
She was known as a garden tool
Did her thing while I plugged once, hope she don't fall fat 9 months
From now, I'll tell you what, Trugoy ain't ready
Worned out was my cater, mind you, this was 3 days later
The door turned blue, you guess who, Jenifa, oh Jenny
Advanced to the radio, Teddy persuaded us to turn off the light
Wanted me to rhyme while she wrapped me up in a ball of twine
No more I dispatch, was it Jimmy had met his match?
Or could it be the realisation, all girls owned a Jenny?
For normal health, I have fought, a valuable lesson she hath taught

Jenny Fey lives in the house
Where she's been for all her life
And Jenny Fey has got no friends
She feeds her cat and knits and mends
O, can't you see the lonely crying in the world
O, can't you feel the lonely crying in the world
Yet, the Jenny Fey's go on?
Jenny Fey she wears a frock
Hides her memories with a lock
Jenny Fey remains obscure
Just a tone through the massive blur
(O, can't you see the lonely crying in the world)
O, can't you feel the lonely crying in the world
Yet, the Jenny Fey's go on?
Jenny Fey would smile a song
And now her face is dad and drawn
And Jenny Fey is thirty-five
Jenny Fey was never alive
(O, can't you see the lonely crying in the world)
O, can't you feel the lonely crying in the world
I said yes can't you see the lonely crying in the world

She walks into a gas station restroom
She pulls out a key attached to string
She ties the string to her teeth, yeah
She swallows the key, uncomfortably
I've been following her
For two weeks in Geneva
Just to get the key
Hope she hasn't spotted me
I've been trailing her
Via hitch from a trucker
Who was talky and greedy
He cost me 80 euros
We follow her fancy black limo
To the airport outside of Geneva
We pull up to terminal C
I give the driver an extra sixty to forget about me
It's kind of hard to say when this all began
She and I were mercenaries in Japan
We both were so young
We both fell in love
Five years later we were getting ready to retire
Saving money from the hits we did together
We were high profile killers
No bullshit
So we moved to Spain
We both changed our names
Settled down
Got out of the game
And I still hear her voice
And I still smell her hair
Dammit these dreams
When she comes back to me
I can't believe my luck
The only person I could trust
You know killing is tough
When you first fall in love
Yeah she two timed me
Yeah she stole the key
Moved all my money
To some bank across the sea
She books a flight to Toronto tonight
I'm heading towards a lock smith in Michigan
You know I could've just killed her
But she's not that kind of girl, no

Geneva was just like you'd expect it
Full of radiance
Full of low lights and sad girls
I'm not alone when I'm without you
I'm not alone when I'm without you
{You want someone to hold you}
It's the right age
{And say you're not alone}
It's the right age
{You are not alone}
It's the right age
My life is just like when you left it
Full of rain
Filled with low lights and sad girls
I'm not alone when I'm without you
{You want someone to hold you}
It's the right age
{And say you're not alone}
It's the right age
{Well you are not alone}
It's the right age
But in the south
In the south the ocean fuses
And you dream in little ripples
I'm not alone when I'm without you
I'm not alone when I'm without you

Tak jako v smrtelne agonii projivas jivot uplynuly,
posledni zapad slunce promita krvave stiny -
obrazy z druheho brehu na stini pohyblive,
uzkost podrizuji hnivu, elementalove!
"Otee, proe jsi mi opustil?"
"Protoje vira tva je silnijsi nej ja!"
"Ja vim, uj ti nepotrebuji,
geniove bez pohrbu vchazeji."
Do rise straslivych tajemstvi, kam maji pristup jen zemreli
vedeni zakonem vitizstvi, neeekat, co "osud" nadili.
Na nas uj neplati terror andila sebeklamu,

Geneve, take her to yourself
and watch her while she rests
she talks of you as home
I'll try to get to her somehow
while in your arms she lies
I hope she will not feel alone
and I, for the many things I've done
carry on and play the same songs
'cause I never knew, a better way of loving,
do you?
For she is so young, and my dreams
will see me playing for the screaming ladies of Los
Angeles
and when I decided that would be my stage
I was her age, I remember that was a tender time for me
Geneve, Easter's been and gone
and fate has played its hand
and I am on my own
but warm, is the hand that holds my arm
and always leads me on
so I never can stay long
so smile, and I'll see you in a while
as a tourist and a child, but not a loser
for you know love, is a very much harder thing to have
For I am still young, and it's true
that I don't forget her, and I don't regret and I'm not
going to
and as I wipe away, all the traces of Lisa blues
it is my shoes, that walk across the stage for the
applause
Geneve, take her to yourself
and watch her while she rests