Songtext von A Matter Of Gender

I will admit it That you're something special I'm now convinced Marguaritte. The flame may be hot But you can't resist it. To know is to touch Marguaritte Mama mama, Marguaritte Marguaritte, Marguaritte. I don't know whether To over or under estimate you Whether to over or under estimate you For when I come over You then put me under Personal taste is a matter of gender Marguaritte. Don't let slip my name While you're making love Say you were dreaming Marguaritte. Thou shalt not commit The seventh commandment Most precious of all Marguaritte. Mama mama, Marguaritte. Marguaritte, Marguaritte. I don't know whether To over or under estimate you Whether to over or under estimate you For when I come over You then put me under Personal taste is a matter of gender Marguaritte. I don't know whether To over or under estimate you Whether to over or under estimate you For when I come over You then put me under Personal taste is a matter of gender Marguaritte.