I don´t no what you say about your Babylon Every time you think you are on your own I don´t no what you say about you are dressing on Anytime you don’t want to turn me on I don’t care anymore if you are dying on Every time you call me at the telephone I don’t no what you say about your Babylon I don’t care about you are dressing on Searching for your long hair I saw That in your eyes there’s something wrong