I'll tell you a story about a really cool bitch One day I woke up in front of a dance school I was drunk, just on the way home from the disco Hot hunger, and on two hommies There was a big tree next to a big house And everything looked so noble I wanted to go in and ask if they had food Only seniors were dancing, bad cards Only grannies were waving at me As if they wanted an autograph Hey kid, this is a dance party U40, she's really Here comes fresh meat, madam, I'm like a peach Suddenly there's an operating lady She says her husband has been on montage for weeks She tells me her name is Renate And I think to myself, I'll *** her only if I throw a Viagra She asks what my name is I turn around, I know, you're desperate alone It doesn't matter where I come from And it doesn't matter what my name is We'll spend this evening together And she gives me a smile with her yellow smoking teeth And I have to help the old lady get up And ask her watery eyes Can you drive me home? I only know that her name is Renate She wears the most beautiful evening dress She was already in her early fifties The apple corn was cheap She took me with her to her house I came on her stomach The door opens I only see a fat sack With a red bullet in my head What a bad day Who are you, you're stabbing my wife Yeah, then drive me home No, I'll beat you up Come on, try it, grandpa, I'm not afraid Suddenly he takes his gun out of the closet The Santa Claus runs up to me He beats me up and drowns me in the pool You think you're cool with your red cap? Well, your wife thinks I'm super ***y today Shut up, you cultist, child of the ghost Why don't they beat up the retarded woman? I was forced by her, I was still a virgin I ran stupidly, all of a sudden his dog appears He says, catch, catch Rex Let's see if you still have *** with my wife All of a sudden the door opens to the apartment An Italian with long hair and pink straws And he shouts, honey, who are these men? And I answer, we are the Klempners, we didn't do anything There was a gunfight here, and besides, who are you? Don't do it on George Bush, we can't do anything If she doesn't bring it anymore, I'll fall on my knees and sing I only know that her name is Renate She wore the most beautiful evening dress She was already in her early fifties The apple corn was cheap She took us home And then everything blew up ***, man! ***, where are my pants? I have to run away, man! Man, this nut! She's cheating on an Italian with a fat sack And a fat sack with me! I have to get away from her, man! I only know that her name is Renate She wore the most beautiful evening dress She was already in her early fifties The apple corn was cheap She took us home And then everything blew up And then everything blew up