Based on Belgium 1996
Lisa del Bo — Liefde is een kaartspel
- ACT 1 -
Can’t believe that he is late
It’s only our second date
I start with a water
Ready for the slaughter
Order a slice of cake
Though I know that what I feel is wrong
I still think about him all day long
I vow that now we do it
And finally get to it
He walks in and I’m cured
He sits down and looks well
Gets Coke Light and oat milk
Weird combo but great smell
Clean-shaven; I crave him
Being in his love cell
My privates displaying…
He refuses to dwell
Within moments I cry!
- ACT 2 -
Everyone wants me to die
Jury thought I should comply
With my time in prison
Thought I had arisen
Why won’t this man subside?
I keep trying to string him along
But he keeps repeating the same song
I killed people with success
So my probation’s endless
He says I must mature
We’ve just hit a dry spell
I’m joking, provoking
Fearing he might soon yell
I cave and behave good
He wants me to get well
And adds we’re not dating
But I know I excel
At getting what I want!
- ACT 3 -
Something quick, something sick
Soon enough Officer’s servitude supersedes
I’m the belle, doubts dispel
Next, we’re on the move
In a fancy hotel
I smoke and then choke him
Get room service as well
He’s paying, just laying
Someone rings the doorbell
The cops come and tase me
It’s time to say farewell
To good old liberty!