The Bachelorette Paroles

someone who can tell her

Santa Claus is coming here to stay



She tells me she's a bachelorette

she doesn't look at me as a threat

she poses in a picture in the backseat

I´m driving her home

she teaches not to stare at the sun

remember to forget everyone

then she is gone
Her dress is a white one exposing the topic in her mind

We speak 'til I'm exhausted,

A modern way of crying

Ignorance is always on our side



She tells me she's a bachelorette

she doesn't look at me as a threat

she poses in a picture in the backseat

I´m driving her home

she teaches not to stare at the sun

remember to forget everyone

then she is gone



she is just one of us,

with one of those plastic smiles that's gonna make it happen

we have to make it happen

a perfect world on television

desperate need for recognition

-somebody, love her

-somebody, come and love her



She tells me she's a bachelorette

she doesn't look at me as a threat

she poses in a picture in the backseat

I´m driving her home

she teaches not to stare at the sun

remember to forget everyone

then she is gone