Theft

The man put out

His head and looked at me

I put him, put him

Underneath my shirt

Now he's scrathcing

In bus number 12

I sit in the back

And cough all the time

My bedroom

Is at the end of the corridore

Where I listen to cassettes

And especially loud tonight

So nobody hears him

He's mine, mine, mine, mine, mine

I'm gonna keep him

Underneath my bed

Yeah, yeah, he'll be loved here

Yeah yeah, could have kept him

Behind the curtains

She tucked me into darkness

I didn't know where I was

Or where I was going

I got scared

This was my first time

Away from home

I started to claw

Claw and scratch

Wanted to escape

The grave was worth

She won't let me go

She took me away

Yeah, yeah, will be loved here

Yeah yeah, could have kept him

Yeah, yeah, will be loved here

Yeah yeah, could have kept him

But she would

She wouldn-t let

Let me go

But she gave me

A good home

When she took me away

Yeah, yeah, will be loved here

Got a new, new home