Song: Objection (Tango)

Head spinning from the tango,
Again I melt in your arms
And I'm not going away,
Next to her cheap silicone I look tiny,
So in your eyes I'm invisible
But you have to remember that small are also considered,
You better get on the ground,
And open my eyes.
Got dizzy dancing tango
I'm falling apart in your hands again
no way I've got to get away
Next to her cheap silicon I look minimal
That's why infront of your eyes I'm invisible
But you gotta know small things also count
You better put your feet on the ground
And see what it's about.

This is pathetic and sardonic,
It sadistico and psychotica,
Tango is not for three!
Not the way it intended.
But you can try
To rehearse,
Or train like a horse,
But don't count on me
Oh, don't count on me, man!
this is pathetic and sardonic
It's sadistic and psychotic
Tango is not for three
was never meant to be
but you can try it
rehearse it
or train it like a horse
but don't you count on me
Oh don't you count on me boy!

So mind, I don't want to be deprived,
A share of your attention!
I love you unselfishly, and I'm not your mother,
But you have no business.
Mind, I'm tired of this triangle
Head spinning from the tango,
Again I melt in your arms
Well, no, I must go!
Run away!
Objection I don't wanna be the exception
To get a bit of your attention!
I love you for free and I'm not your mother
And you don't even bother.
Objection I'm tired of this triangle
Got dizzy dancing tango
I'm falling apart in your hands again
No way I've got to get away!
Get away!