Marilin never meant anything to me And i'm not crazy Well, that's not true, because she is The sweetest girl i've ever met While walking on Tartu streets That's right, i met her there So what? So what? So what?
I've got a drinking straw that she used to drink When we were sitting at the Godfather's Pub It smells so sweet of her lipstick And i sniff it every day
My closest friend Marilin Inspires me, gives me something to believe
That's me on the parkbench where we met Now sitting all alone, thinking happy thoughts That's me on the streets where we used to walk Walking with a grin, thinking about her
That's me at the back of the bus That's me in my room That's her inside my head That's her inside my head