Besedila: Yann. Other. Hunky.

So you try to conquer me
I know you like what you see
You say things I wanna hear
And you know how to get me
But your actions tell me more
What the hell you looking for?
Now call me your hot stuff
But for me it's not enough
And you do things differently
Never learned to say sorry
Words for you are so easy
That's why you call me hunky
And you seem to be so smart
For you it is just an art
What I think is a good start
Turns out to be so bizarre

You keep treating me like that
You think that it is all right
You won't even say sorry
You keep saying I'm hunky
You keep calling me hot stuff
I know this is just a bluff
I know I can make you horny
You keep calling me hunky

So you try to amaze me
Using other words with me
I know you like it like this
As you manipulate me
But your actions tell me more
What the hell you looking for?
You like to play with my heart
Now your words are gone too far
And you see things differently
You will never say sorry
Words for you are so easy
You call everyone hunky
You know that drives me insane
You like to be entertained
I know you will never change
Won't buy it ever again

(CHORUS)

And you sing, and you swing
And you dance and you shake, uhuh
But we all know your melody
And you sing, and you swing
And you dance and you shake, uhuh
But we've been through your bullshit

So you think you are so chic
?Cause you know you're good at it
What else can you offer me?
Your words still remain so cheap
The way you are is your shame
And this is your only pain
You can call me a hot man
Won't buy it ever again