I was raised Catholic
I like to go down on my knees
Quickly fuck in the club toilet
Doesn't mean we know each other now
I was raised Catholic
I like to go down on my knees
Quickly fuck in the club toilet
Doesn't mean we know each other now

Gucci, Gucci, Louis, Louis, Fendi, Fendi, Prada
I can wear anything because I come from Italy
You wear the same vintage pants as your favorite rapper
And make all your outfits dependent on the weather
Am I too high for you? Take me down from the pedestal
You spit your lines as if it were a contest
I prefer to write about my life rather than about sex
Because the guys in Berlin are all too bad for that

I was raised Catholic
I like to go down on my knees
Quickly fuck in the club toilet
Doesn't mean we know each other now
I was raised Catholic
I like to go down on my knees
Quickly fuck in the club toilet
Doesn't mean we know each other now

Do you remember?
You thought I was out, you thought I was lost forever
Hair red
Compensate with it for the fire that's missing in my horoscope
Ave Maria
The night is mine, ah, ah
Ave Maria
Roll the bill and go down

I was raised Catholic
I like to go down on my knees
Quickly fuck in the club toilet
Doesn't mean we know each other now
I was raised Catholic
I like to go down on my knees
Quickly fuck in the club toilet
Doesn't mean that-, means, means, means, means, me-
(Means, means, means, means, me-)
(Means, means, means, means, me-)

Amen

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