Eurovision 2006
meanwhile, whilst Bosnia had some entertaining lyrics with rosemary ridden hair and lovely doves, Croatia has to take the biscuit for the most random lyrics:
My high heel
For the grass has not yet sprouted
Where my high heel has trodden
(Speech: Come, come, come, come, hop, hop, hop, hop, come on, my chicken)
Tick-tock 'round half past two
You shall pinch me, but noone will see
I know well guys like you
The devils are your godfathers
Ring, ring, you shall ask for my number
Knock, knock, go and knock on some other girl's door
Sojka, girlie, do put on your little socks
For the grass has not yet sprouted
Where my high heel has trodden
Oy da da oy da oy da da da
Oy da da oy da
My high heel
(Speech: Sije sete, sije oto, sije nove, sije mine and again, baby, s s s seks, hop, hop, ring ring)
Tick-tock 'round half past two
You will nibble me, but noone will see
Golden ring, thin mustache
I know well guys like you
Ring, ring, you shall ask for my number
Shoo, shoo, go and run to some other girl
Sojka, girlie, do put on your little socks
Where my high heel has trodden
Oy da da oy da oy da da da
Oy da da oy da
My high heel
(Speech: Zoomb, zoomba, hay, straw, cheese, salami, risi-bisi, bowl, red beet, red teet, Africa, paprika)
(Speech: Sije, sete, sije oto, sije nove, sije mine, come on, come on)
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS BIT ALL ABOUT?!?!?!
(Speech: Zoomb, zoomba, hay, straw, cheese, salami, risi-bisi, bowl, red beet, red teet, Africa, paprika)
I think - "ooh, what rhymes?" was the question being asked to deaf mutes in Croatia, who proceeded to wander around the supermarket pointing at things.
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