Du Willst Streiten [English translation]

Just go to the theatre with your friend if you wish to do so

You're beutiful, sexy but you act like my father

You're hard you wanna fight and you wanna show me who's the boss

You're like when you're having your monthlies times hundred and then twice

Meet my ex-girlfriend, peck on the right cheek, peck on the left cheek

You tip champagne into her face, a little on the right cheek, a little on the left cheek

I do the dishes and break every second glass

You are hard you wanna fight but I blame the dog

Man baby, relax

You sit on the stick up your but as it is a stool

I only see a hole where your head used to be

You shy dishes at me just because you're bored

You throw a pane in, draw blood and then you pretend being the victim

You are a saladhead to fight the flab on your ribs

But you nick the leftovers on my dish and half of my chips

You are hard, you wanna fight everyday

But everything you say is just blah in, blah out

You are hard you wanna fight

Unfortunately we've got a problem

The town is too small for both of us, one will have to go away

Just go

Ich don't think you are what I need

Do I mind when you eat while I'm smoking?

Come on press the pause button, I'm only happy when I drink

And two years later my best piece gets smothered by a big belly

I'm the lightning rod for all your frustration

It's your daddy's birthday you want to leave at 7AM

You're looking for the weekend, I'm looking forward to monday

You dye my stuff (shocking) pink because you want me to make you lough

Your my life's soundtrack; do you hear the record breaking?

Your only lovely when it's Christmas

You are hard, you wanna fight, lets get married now

You are hard, you wanna fight

Unfortunately we've got a problem

The town is too small for both of us, one will have to leave

Just go

• Artist:Marteria
• Album:Zum Glück in die Zukunft (2010)