03 sex 3: 18 (Gudrun Liemberger) Why should not I – I be mad If you're a handsome – sexy lad Your wrist is strong and smellin' cool Your neck's too hot – it's really cruel For I'm a girl that knew you once Why should I starve for bad – a bad advance? Need you so badly givin' me a chance I wanna try a better dance I never knew that I would be yours But my heart is beating strong I don't know how I should be happy Without – without – without you once Climb on a fat car to scream – la la la la la – well yes Climb on a fat car to scream Something of my matters my – my dreams Something of my matters driving me so far You're a good man but – well – it's your car And if my friends do figure out this play Well I think – they think – it's not their way I didn't know that you would be happy To take myself into your hand And I'm too weak and I don't mind My hope – my hope – is my chance (Spoken) why should not all men be mad?! I will not starve within a good man's scene But lay down on a lighted screen I'll sing a story – a story – and that you'll find A girl with an unbroken – happy mind I didn't know that I would go over To put myself into your hands But I – I know – I'll be happy I'll be happy with your dance I do not know why I should be happy To throw myself into your hands I did not know that it would be over But it is me who dropped that chance