Peter Maffay – Samstag Abend In Uns'rer Straße Lyric

SATURDAY EVENING IN OUR STREET

In our street what is wrong on Saturday evening always.
If in the houses the lights in go they come out.
Only to see and to be lying round and to talk.
ohhhhhhhhhh.
And they tell what so has happened since the last Saturday.
ohhhhhhhhhh jaaaaaeeeeeer.

However, tonight everything is different, everybody stands on the head. For a few days a girl lives in number 8.
She carries the hair mmmm like the Monroe and also is, otherwise, in such a way.
ohhhhhhhhhh mama.
And who looks at them if she passes, that stops the air.
ohhhhhhhhhh mmmm.

Still nobody knows what happened as me on Monday with her was.
Now all others should know it, we are a pair.
And we open a gigant barrel makes hay, this is quite clear.
From the bar, mmmm on the corner, roars the Jukebox.
ohhhhhhhhhh mmmm we celebrate.
oh we dance, up to the morning.
ohhhhhhhhhh mamama.