Friesenjung

I'm a Friesian kid, I'm a little Friesian kid and, oh-oh
I'm a Friesian kid, I'm a Friesian-, Friesian kid (oh-oh)
I'm a Friesian kid, I'm a little Friesian kid
And I live behind the dike (yeehaw, okay)

The Friesian life, it's just so simple
Heineken, red wine, and a few Berliner Kindl (yes)
I heard Gabber when I was still in diapers
I feel like Gigi D'Agostino with The Riddle
I was five years old with a Crazy Frog cassette (ring-ding-ding)
Twenty years later, I've got some nice sideburns
In the Netherlands, they say: Ik maak korte mette
Jo-Joost Klein, I don't like following the rules

I'm just a little Friesian kid
And I live behind the dike
Yeah, East Frisia is a beautiful land
Like Switzerland and Austria (oh-oh)

I'm a Friesian kid, I'm a little Friesian kid and, oh-oh
I'm a Friesian kid, I'm a Friesian-, Friesian kid (oh-oh)
I'm a Friesian kid, I'm a little Friesian kid
And I live behind the dike (yeah, Aggu)

I'm Berliner Kindl, I'm not a Friesian kid (ey)
She says: Aggu, you got a sick hairstyle, dude (wouh)
I go out with Joost at night and we're pretty wasted
It got bright for a moment, now it's dark again, ey (oh-oh)
Yeah, I don't speak Joost's language, but I understood him
Grab me some bitter Frisian beer and a Chinese dish
Ski Aggu, eating magic truffles in the Netherlands
Today I'm on top, they said I'd never make it, damn (oh-oh)

Mhh, I find wine tasty
I'm no connoisseur, but I'm a foodie, damn
Motherfucker, I’ll kiss your sister
No breaking in here, but we hear a banger, damn (oh-oh)

I'm a Friesian kid, I'm a little Friesian kid and, oh-oh
I'm a Friesian kid, I'm a Friesian-, Friesian kid (oh-oh)
I'm a Friesian kid, I'm a little Friesian kid
And I live behind the dike

Munich, Stuttgart, I don't know where I am
Cologne, Hamburg, back in Berlin
Munich, Stuttgart, I don't know where I am
Cologne, Hamburg, back in Berlin (oh-oh)