Sexual - Die Toten Hosen

So there you are and here am I

A crowded room your eyes meet mine

You are alone, I take my chance

Some music plays, we begin to dance

Don’t wanna lie to you, don’t wanna die for you

Sometimes it’s cruel to be kind

No true romance here and no wedding bells, dear

That’s not what I have in mind

Sexual, it’s only sexual!

It’s nothing else at all

Just animal pleasure

No talk of love, no tears, goodbye

I’ve had enough, so please don’t try

This pain inside won’t go away

Until I learn how to love again

No hearts and flowers, no talking for hours

I just want you here for tonight

No Mills and Boone and no romantic tunes

It’s so easy so why don’t you try?

Sexual, it’s only sexual!

It’s nothing personal

Just animal pleasure