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The end in the beginning.
Harmonica, nose flute, claps, Casio: drums, bass, percussion, harp.
Big Mistake
There has been romance
I gave him one more chance
To call her up right there
And so make things square
He didn’t wanted that
I got up my chair
I never did look back
I just left him there
The way he looked at me
Like I was history
Maybe this, maybe that
It’s all screwed up in your head
You don’t know how it goes
You can’t stop feeling low… low… low…
Big mistake, big mistake, big mistake you make
Big mistake, big mistake, big mistake you make
Are you happy now
Boozing with the crowd
Can you make your point
With a beer and a joint
I’m feeling pity now
I’d like to know how
You end up on skid row
Busy drinking smoking blow
The way I looked at you
Now I’m through with you
Left or right, yes or no
I do know wich way I’ll go
Make your choice, live or die
I can’t stop feeling high.. high… high…
Big mistake, big mistake, big mistake you make
Big mistake, big mistake, big mistake you make
Big mistake, big mistake, big mistake you make
Big mistake, big mistake, big mistake you make