A Postcard to Nina - Jens Lekman

Nina, I can be your boyfriend

So you can stay with your girlfriend

Your father is a sweet old man

But it’s hard for him to understand

That you want to love a woman

Nina, I can be your boyfriend

If it puts an end to all this nonsense

First time I see you in Berlin

And you don’t tell me anything

Until outside your dad’s apartment

Oh, god, Jesus Christ

I try to focus on your eyes

Having dinner with your family now

Keep a steady look at your left eyebrow

If it’s raised, it means yes

If it’s not, it means take a guess

Hey!

You!

Stop kicking my legs

I’m doing my best, can you pass the figs?

Your father puts on my record

He says, «So tell me how you met her?»

Uh, I get a little nervous and change the subject

I put my hand on some metal object

He jokes and tells me it’s a lie detector

He takes out the booklet and starts reading

«So I heard you’re moving out next season»

I say, «Yeah, New York is nice that time of year

Almost as green as it is here

He says: «I thought you were moving to Sweden?»

Oh, god, what have I done?

I came to Berlin to have some fun

And the clock on the wall strikes four, five, six

My eyes caught by a big crucifix

Guess that’s why he won’t let you go

His Catholic heart is big and slow

You know I’ll do anything for love

But Nina, what were you thinking of?

But Nina, I can be your boyfriend

So you can stay with your girlfriend

Your father’s mailing me all the time

He says he just wants to say hi

I send back «out of office» auto-replies

Nina, I just want to check in

Cause I think about you every second

So I send you this postcard just to say

Don’t let anyone stand in your way

Yours truly, Jens Lekman

Don’t let anyone stand in your way

Don’t let anyone stand in your way

Don’t let anyone stand in your way

Don’t let anyone stand in your way

Don’t let anyone stand in your way