Lyrics: Herman Dune. Take Me To Your Little Country House.

take me to your little country house
as you got the wheels now you can drive me
take me to your little country house
for the week-end and to welcome spring
we could sit on the stairs outside of your house
and look at the trees and watch their flowers blooming
then in the morning we could mow the grass
it would smell so good
we would watch the dog run free around
and look for little things to hunt
while we would drink our coffee
i would put some milk in the scrambled eggs
to make what's in your plate look bigger
and the dog would come back running to beg for food
and it would be fun
remember when we were in your country house
it was winter and we were sitting in the kitchen
you told me how you screwed that bitch
and fucked that other one
and i acted like if i was offended
i told you:
"big time big crush is the only thing i want
and i think that i have just found it"
i remember it felt good
i remember it felt that i was right
that i had understood everything
but i am not a genius and i don't get anything at all sometime
the girl across the street from your country house
she can play the ukulele
so when we're done with breakfast
i'll grab the dog and my guitar
and i'll ask her if she wants to play
she's pretty young but she's cute
and above all she comes from the US of A
and so i'll ask her if she'd marry me for the administration of her country
so i can work and make some money
a US bride, a green card and a job
it will never replace true love
but i think i'm done with this one
and i'll grab the money, i'll grab the money