| You, you are my truth | |
| Your grooves, they want me to move | |
| My youth, a gift to you | |
| This mood is passing like you do | |
| Killer of my thriller | |
| Go and just give her the love that you knew | |
| And fill her with vanilla | |
| And tell her she shouldn’t get fat too soon | |
| Who except you | |
| Will be as father so pure | |
| And who will fill this room | |
| With this sweet and sour perfume | |
| Killer of my thriller | |
| Go and just give her the love that you knew | |
| And fill her with vanilla | |
| And tell her she shouldn’t get fat too soon | |
| Oh killer of my thriller | |
| Go and just give her the love that you knew | |
| And fill her with vanilla | |
| And tell her she shouldn’t get fat too soon | |
| Too soon | |
| Too soon | |
| Too soon | |
| Too soon |
| You, you are my truth | |
| Your grooves, they want me to move | |
| My youth, a gift to you | |
| This mood is passing like you do | |
| Killer of my thriller | |
| Go and just give her the love that you knew | |
| And fill her with vanilla | |
| And tell her she shouldn' t get fat too soon | |
| Who except you | |
| Will be as father so pure | |
| And who will fill this room | |
| With this sweet and sour perfume | |
| Killer of my thriller | |
| Go and just give her the love that you knew | |
| And fill her with vanilla | |
| And tell her she shouldn' t get fat too soon | |
| Oh killer of my thriller | |
| Go and just give her the love that you knew | |
| And fill her with vanilla | |
| And tell her she shouldn' t get fat too soon | |
| Too soon | |
| Too soon | |
| Too soon | |
| Too soon |
| You, you are my truth | |
| Your grooves, they want me to move | |
| My youth, a gift to you | |
| This mood is passing like you do | |
| Killer of my thriller | |
| Go and just give her the love that you knew | |
| And fill her with vanilla | |
| And tell her she shouldn' t get fat too soon | |
| Who except you | |
| Will be as father so pure | |
| And who will fill this room | |
| With this sweet and sour perfume | |
| Killer of my thriller | |
| Go and just give her the love that you knew | |
| And fill her with vanilla | |
| And tell her she shouldn' t get fat too soon | |
| Oh killer of my thriller | |
| Go and just give her the love that you knew | |
| And fill her with vanilla | |
| And tell her she shouldn' t get fat too soon | |
| Too soon | |
| Too soon | |
| Too soon | |
| Too soon |