4 Promille Mrs. Nice Lyrics

Highstreet fashion come to bed-eyes.Oh Mrs. Nice.
Short tight skirt pretty smile. Oh Mrs. Nice.
You never need to care for your living.
Daddy´s money always pays the bill.
Fashion, jewels, expensive cars were the subjects and
they always will be.
You´re so young and you think you´re clever to live
your life the way you want.
Your life´s just one big party.
Champagne, puking in the garden pond.
Champagne, puking in the garden pond.

This is a warning and a, a teenage story and a, a good
advice to Mrs. Nice. It´s a tragedy, a young girl´s
drama of unused time and a waste of life.
Hello Mrs. Nice are you allright?
You don´t no what to do?
so maybe you will die tonight.

Always hip always the latest style. Oh Mrs. Nice.
A good home she made her pile. Oh Mrs. Nice. Totally pissed you´re an easy victim a pretty toy for
all to share. No real friends just sex and parties but
no one needs you no one cares.
The party-scene you know them all.
The young, the rich and the dealing scum.
´Cause you feel so bored and lonely
you´re addicted to having some fun.
you´re addicted to having some fun.

This is a warning and a, a teenage story and a, a good
advice to Mrs. Nice. It´s a tragedy, a young girl´s
drama of unused time and a waste of life.
Hello Mrs. Nice are you allright?
You don´t no what to do?
so maybe you will die tonight

This is a warning and a, a teenage story and a, a good
advice to Mrs. Nice. It´s a tragedy, a young girl´s
drama of unused time and a waste of life.