Black-eyed Susan by the roadside, blooming all yellow like sunshine, red like wine. Flower like you in a desert this cool, my, my, you friend gave my heart a man I sang the songs of my wayward ways As the day turned to night and the crystal moonlight I sang the songs of my wayward ways As the day turned to night and the crystal moonlight I confirmed her unwavering gaze As the days unraveled I stayed in the gravel And soon got her eye on me With my eye on her I felt my heart a-stir with the joy of camaraderie Black-eyed Susan by the roadside flew me, no, yellow like sunshine, red like wine Flower like you in a desert is true, my, my, you're rare, rare, fine Black-eyed Susan by the roadside Blooming all yellow like sunshine Red like wine, flower like you In the desert is cruel my, my, you're rare, rare, fine We're fine Applaus Wir müssen da nicht so weit hinaus, sondern mal, glaube ich, über so ein Foto herbeiführen. Ich will nicht, dass ihr weiß, dass ich hier weit genug bin, aber das nächste Kostüm hat mir nicht mehr klar. Vielleicht können wir uns jetzt einfach das eine oder andere Mal wieder ansehen.