Rosalee

Rosalee

Wittke-Köster-Lüers / Wittke-Velvetone

Rosalee,
look what you’ve done to me,
I’m down here on my knees,
you’re evil, Rosalee.

Misery,
that’s what your name should be.
I’m framed, no light to see.
You’re evil, Rosalee

Down in my water cup,
green eyes lookin‘ from the ground.
These green eyes tear me up,
my head goes round and round.
I hope this thing will stop,
but this girl – will leave me – here down on my knees.

Rosalee,
follows me in my dreams,
(the) mean sandman (uhh) it seems,
you’re evil Rosalee.

Agony –
and torture, that’s your deal.
These wounds will never heal.
You’re evil Rosalee.

Down in my water cup,
green eyes lookin‘ from the ground.
These green eyes tear me up,
my head goes round and round.
I hope this thing will stop,
but this girl – will leave me – here down on my knees.

Rosalee,
at night you’re hauntin‘ me,
in my thoughts I still do see,
your face, now (oh) Rosalee.

Villainy,
is what you’ve done to me.
I can’t escape from thee.
Please leave me Rosalee!

Down in my water cup,
green eyes lookin‘ from the ground.
These green eyes tear me up,
my head goes round and round.
I hope this thing will stop,
but this girl – will leave me – here down on my knees.

Rosalee’s,
the cause I’m locked for real,
behind these bars of steel,
for „Evil Rosalee“.
for „Evil Rosalee“.
for „Evil Rosalee“.
for „Evil Rosalee“.