Each time I hold somebody new. My arms go cold thinking of you. No one can take your place. Darling, in my embrace. I'll never be free. . And when my lips burn with desire.
Each time I hold somebody new. My arms go cold thinking of you. No one can take your place. Darling, in my embrace. I'll never be free. . And when my lips burn with desire.
I don't see me in your eyes anymore,. oh why can't I make them shine as before?. I don't see you or your heart in your kiss,. when you should sigh that your mine, you resist!.
Each time I hold somebody new. My arms grow cold aching for you. No one can take your place. Darling, in my embrace, I'll never be free. . And when my lips burn with desire.
Ich bin die fesche Lola, der Liebling der Saison. Ich hab' ein Pianola zu Haus' in mein' Salon. Ich bin die fesche Lola, mich liebt ein jeder Mann. Doch an mein Pianola, da la ich keinen ran.
Each time I hold somebody new. My arms grow cold thinking for you. No one can take your place, darling. In my embrace I'll never be free. . And when my lips burn with desire.