Paroles et traduction Østkyst Hustlers - Buggedibeat

Buggedibeat

Han spejler sig i spejlet for hans spejl er hans ven
Han kender hud og kinder ud og ind og ud igen
Han holder ormegården nede, sætter bumser under pres
Og med pincet er det let at holde brynene på plads
Og skægget står totalt som var det målt med lineal
Han gør hvad han kan gøre for at ligne Georg Michael
Han er søppet til med duftevand så ingen kropsdufte kan
Åbenbare at han bare er en gennemsvedt mand
Meget kritisk klokken 8, men som aftenen skrider frem
Bli′r det mer og mer tilfældigt hvem han prøver at få med hjem
Han får stådreng af trækvinde når han ser en fræk kvinde
Prøver han med store scoreord at score hende
Men hans scorereplik er temmelig tænkt af hans pik
Og "Gi' mig hjernevask i nat, baby", den holder ikke-nikke
Væk si′r prinsessen som i eventyret
Og han forstår det ikke, han er jo så'n en lækker fyr

Han får for lidt - det' derfor han er så′n
Alt for lidt kissemisse, alt for meget hånd
Han plejed′ at få så meget, men nu får han for lidt
Ja han får alt for lidt af det der er rigtig fedt
Han får for lidt - det er hans mangel på held
Alt for lidt kissemisse alt for meget sig selv
Han får for lidt - alt for lidt - han får for lidt

Han er en helt almindelig venlig mand på 29 år
Han har et rent og pænt og permanet MacDonalds-hattehår
Han står i dansk restaurant, men bruger engelsk accent
Som han lærte på et medarbejderkursus engang
Han langer mad over disken, han har styr på sine tropper
Han vil aldrig føle glæde ved at æde en Whopper
Og han snobber opad vil være ejer en dag
Vil ku' fortælle hvad der gælder hvad han hellere vil ha′
Og han hader små børn så hans dag kan let blive lang
For der' råb og skrig og skrål i sådan en familierestaurant
Han er for stolt af sig selv og det er hans mor iøvrigt oss′
For hun elsker at fortælle om hendes søn der er boss
Og han bestemmer, gør han, men på en helt almindelig dag
Skal han både ud med skrald og tørre bordene af
Man burde kunne score babes når ens titel er bestyrer
Men det går bare ikke når man stinker af friture

Han får for lidt - det' derfor han er så′n
Alt for lidt kissemisse, alt for meget hånd
Han plejed' at få så meget, men nu får han for lidt
Ja han får alt for lidt af det der er rigtig fedt
Han får for lidt - det er hans mangel på held
Alt for lidt kissemisse alt for meget sig selv
Han får for lidt - alt for lidt - han får for lidt

Han kører fra Hellerup til Valby og fra Valby retur
Han kommer så præcist at man kan stille sit ur
Der er ikke en plet på hans kasket og på hans jakkesæt
Der er ingen der slipper uden de klipper eller køber billet
Og selv på dage med flag på taget er han ude at køre
Han er sandsynligvis måske nok den bedste chauffør
Der kører fra Hellerup til Valby og fra Valby retur
Men for det meste er han mest af alt pissesur
Ja, han hader når man fedter med sit månedskort for længe
Betaler man med sedler får man femmere i byttepenge
Når de gamles kort er gamle kan de ikke komme med
Han lader som om han ikke ser dem der der løber afsted
Han ku' sagtens være lidt glad, hvis han ellers bare gad
Han kan busserne på Rådhuspladsen udenad
Buslinie 1 og 2 og 6 og 8 og så′n bli′r han ved
Han fatter ikke at folk de ikke syn's han er fed

Han får for lidt - det′ derfor han er så'n
Alt for lidt kissemisse, alt for meget hånd
Han plejed′ at få så meget, men nu får han for lidt
Ja han får alt for lidt af det der er rigtig fedt
Han får for lidt - det er hans mangel på held
Alt for lidt kissemisse alt for meget sig selv
Han får for lidt - alt for lidt - han får for lidt

Buggedibeat (English)

He checks himself out in the mirror, his reflection is his friend
He knows every inch of his skin, inside and out again
He keeps the worm farm down, puts pimples under pressure's hand
And with tweezers, it's easy to keep those brows in command
His beard is styled perfectly, as if measured with a rule
He does all he can to resemble Georg Michael, that cool
He's drenched in cologne, so no body odor can
Reveal he's just a sweaty man
Highly critical at 8, but as the evening takes its course
It becomes more random who he tries to take home by force
He gets a woody from a drag queen, when he sees a sassy dame
He tries to score her with big words, playing the pick-up game
But his pick-up line is rather thought up by his dick
And "Give me a brainwash tonight, baby", doesn't do the trick
Away says the princess, like in the fairytale lore
And he doesn't understand, he's such a hottie, what's more?

He doesn't get enough - that's why he's acting this way
Too little kitty-cat, too much hand play
He used to get so much, but now he gets too little
Yeah, he gets too little of what's really quite a tittle
He doesn't get enough - it's his lack of luck
Too little kitty-cat, too much self-love muck
He doesn't get enough - too little - he gets too little

He's a completely ordinary, friendly man of twenty-nine
He has a clean, neat, and permanent McDonalds hat hairline
He stands in a Danish restaurant, but uses an English accent
Which he learned at an employee training course, back then
He serves food over the counter, he has control of his troops
He would never feel joy in eating a Whopper, that's the scoop
And he sucks up to the top, wants to be the owner one day
Would be able to tell what's what, what he'd rather say
And he hates small children, so his day can easily be long
Because there's yelling and screaming and shouting in such a family restaurant throng
He's too proud of himself, and so is his mother, by the way
Because she loves to tell everyone about her son who's the boss, they say
And he's in charge, he is, but on a completely ordinary day
He has to both take out the trash and wipe the tables away
You should be able to score babes when your title is manager
But it just doesn't work when you reek of fryer grease, you see, it's a danger

He doesn't get enough - that's why he's acting this way
Too little kitty-cat, too much hand play
He used to get so much, but now he gets too little
Yeah, he gets too little of what's really quite a tittle
He doesn't get enough - it's his lack of luck
Too little kitty-cat, too much self-love muck
He doesn't get enough - too little - he gets too little

He drives from Hellerup to Valby and from Valby back again
He arrives so precisely that you can set your watch by him, it's plain
There's not a spot on his cap or on his suit, not a stain
No one gets away without clipping their ticket or buying one, it's insane
And even on days with flags on the roof, he's out driving his lane
He's probably, maybe, the best driver, without a doubt, it's plain
Who drives from Hellerup to Valby and from Valby back again
But most of the time, he's mostly pissed off, like a grumpy old hen
Yeah, he hates when people fumble with their monthly pass for too long
If you pay with bills, you get fives in change, it's wrong
When the old folks' cards are old, they can't come along
He pretends he doesn't see those who run off in the throng
He could easily be a little happy, if he just cared, it's true
He knows the buses at Rådhuspladsen by heart, through and through
Bus lines 1 and 2 and 6 and 8 and so on, he continues to spew
He doesn't understand why people don't think he's cool, boo hoo

He doesn't get enough - that's why he's acting this way
Too little kitty-cat, too much hand play
He used to get so much, but now he gets too little
Yeah, he gets too little of what's really quite a tittle
He doesn't get enough - it's his lack of luck
Too little kitty-cat, too much self-love muck
He doesn't get enough - too little - he gets too little