Baby, I know I never told you that,
I like your candles, that you have made in the back
Or flowers, you were growing on the back of me
I know I never told you that
And maybe, I now better let you know,
The flowers are dead now, all dried
'cause I couldn't take care of them
I was busy, thinking, of you ever coming back
I know I never told you so
Maybe I better let you know
Baby, I know I never told you that
I like watching you chasing bugs, from my bed
In the morning, before I get up
Playing tennis or with my penis
That's just fine with me, whatever
I know I never told you so
Maybe I better let you know
Never...
I know I never told you that