david kramer - hekke van paradise lyrics
i’m driving through this face brick town
and my radio’s up, but the window is down
i’m listening to the late jim reeves
in my nylon jersey with the raglan sleeves
oh this town, this town is like a, like a two cent piece
it’s got a coat of arms, it’s got a wildebeest
like a clean white shirt with gold cufflinks
it looks quite clean but the armpits stink
en ek vra jou mos, ek vra jou mos
ek vra jou mos so nice
ek sê hoekom, blaf daai honde
by die hekke van paradise
got a twin carb v8 in this jammy that i drive
you can take me for a dice, ag you, you won’t survive
well i need new tyres and i need new shocks
and i need to phone my bokkie
gonna phone her from a tikkie-box
ja she’s got the cutest little pair of legs
she shaves them clean ’til they look like ostrich eggs
and at night, at night she takes her teddy bears to bed
but i wonder why she paints her toenails red
en ek vra jou mos, ek vra jou mos
ek vra jou mos so nice
ek sê hoekom, blaf daai honde
by die hekke van paradise
ja this is where i spent my teens
it’s a dirty little town that the council cleans
got orange lights, oh they pr-ck the dark
and the streets are wide, there’s always room to park
en ek vra jou mos, ek vra jou mos
ek vra jou mos so nice
ek sê hoekom, blaf daai honde
by die hekke van paradise
oh hoekom blaf daai honde
by die hekke van paradise
oh hoekom blaf daai honde
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