My heart is longing for something.
My heart is longing for something special.
My heart is greedy and needy, but it’s pumping alone
I need someone next to me
I need a guest to come pump her heart with mine
So I wouldn’t be alone
A guest comes to your house and gets a warm cup of tea
A guest; that’s how I see girls
They get my warmth and love and they leave me
Just like that
So my heart is longing for love
If you have it, come be my housemate
And never leave me
Don’t be like those girls I meet at parties
Who carelessly even leave their panties under my bed