Afera - Medico

A ti bi znala i kad pravila bi se

Da bio sam kraj nje, trebô biti kraj tebe

A dani idila, sa suprtonog stola

Pogledom hotela moji, pila se Jack i Cola

Muti se vid, mute mi um, mutna mi ona

Vozim na grijeh, haljina rez, na podu gola

Ljeto, afera, sa mnom, sa njom

Kipa cijela popijena

Pjeni se more kô Don Perignon

Pjanom nebitna je cijena

Svaki put tenzija, plačam žestoko

Dok s tobom s njom tonem duboko

Al' neki nemir mi kaže da trebô

Da nastavim da ti dam, sve da predam (Afera, Afera)

(Yeah, ti si moja mami)

(Yeah, ti si moja mami)

(Yeah, ti si moja mami)

(Yeah, ti si moja mami)

Eto paranoje kako stvari stoje

Kô da nas dvoje, dlanovi se znoje

Aman aman 'aja (

Kako ću bez njega?

Sa njom noći lude su

Kako da s tobom budem tu?

Moja, ko sam ti ja?

(

Pored nje nebitna

Ha-ja-ja-ja-jaj, sada ne štedim, s njom je kraj

S tobom sve djeluje kô raj

Nikad sa njom tako nije znaj

Ljeto, afera, sa mnom, sa njom

Kipa cijela popijena

Pjeni se more kô Don Perignon

Pjanom nebitna je cijena

Svaki put tenzija, plačam žestoko

Dok s tobom s njom tonem duboko

Al' neki nemir mi kaže da trebô

Da nastavim da ti dam, sve da predam (Afera, Afera)

(Yeah, ti si moja mami)

(Yeah, ti si moja mami)

(Yeah, ti si moja mami)

(Yeah, ti si moja mami)

And you would also know when to make up

If I was by her side, I should be by your side

And the days of idyll, from the opposite table

Looking at my hotel, drinking Jack and Cola

My vision is blurred, my mind is blurred, she is blurred

I drive to sin, dress cut, on the floor naked

Summer, affair, with me, with her

It boils when drunk

The sea foams like Don Perignon

With piano, the price is irrelevant

Every time the tension, I cry violently

While with you with her I sink deep

But some restlessness tells me that I should

To keep on giving you, to give it all (Affair, Affair)

(Yeah, you're my mommy)

(Yeah, you're my mommy)

(Yeah, you're my mommy)

(Yeah, you're my mommy)

That's the paranoia of how things are

Kô da two of us, palms are sweating

Aman aman 'aya (

How will I do without him?

Nights are crazy with her

How can I be there with you?

My, who am I to you?

(

Next to her, irrelevant

Ha-ya-ya-ya-yay, I'm not saving now, it's over with her

Everything seems like heaven with you

It's never like that with her

Summer, affair, with me, with her

It boils when drunk

The sea foams like Don Perignon

With piano, the price is irrelevant

Every time the tension, I cry violently

While with you with her I sink deep

But some restlessness tells me that I should

To keep on giving you, to give it all (Affair, Affair)

(Yeah, you're my mommy)

(Yeah, you're my mommy)

(Yeah, you're my mommy)

(Yeah, you're my mommy)