Tens Sorte

Now I only notice
I don't speak anymore, I just look
I complained so much, but I think it's in vain
You think you're the smartest
You apologize and then do the same
I beg you to change, but you don't change

And sometimes I think about doing the same to you, yes
Making you feel what I feel under my skin
But when the anger passes, I remember
That I'm not like that, no

And you're lucky to have
A great woman at home
Because otherwise, because otherwise
Oh you're lucky to have
A great woman at home
Because otherwise you'd dance to your own tune
You'd dance to your own tune

You think it's hard for me to find a friend too
Who late at night sends me a message
Saying 'good night, love, stay with me'
You think it's hard for me to find a friend too
Who crumples my dress, just like you arrive
All smeared with lipstick

And sometimes I think about doing the same to you, yes
Making you feel what I feel under my skin
But when the anger passes, I remember
That I'm not like that, no

And you're lucky to have
A great woman at home
Because otherwise, because otherwise
Oh you're lucky to have
A great woman at home
Because otherwise you'd dance to your own tune
You'd dance to your own tune

When that great woman gets tired
She'll leave
When that great woman gets tired
She'll leave
And when she leaves
She won't come back
And when she leaves
She won't come back to you

And you're lucky to have
A great woman at home
Because otherwise, because otherwise
Oh you're lucky to have
A great woman at home
Because otherwise you'd dance to your own tune
You'd dance to your own tune

You're lucky, you're lucky
You're lucky, you're lucky
Otherwise you'd dance to your own tune