A Lady (englisch)
Ein Gedicht von
Sepp Höltschl
I am so nice, so beautyful,
A Lady wie sie seien soll,
My Figur, she is a dream,
You glaubst es nett, till you have seen.
Ninety, sixty, ninety-two,
And zwei lange legs dazu.
I swing my Hüften hin and her,
Da looked a jeder hinterher.
In the morning I stand up,
I bring at first my face on trapp.
I use the lip-stick and the rouge.
Over the eyes, the Wimperntusch,
and when I finish Stuckatur,
I drink a glas Champaign dazur,
When I have g’macht me nice and schäi,
Than I am ready for the day.
I’m often flying to Davos,
Because I know the Casinos,
I making sport in St. Moritz,
It looks so sexy, when I schwitz,
And in the night, beim Apres ski,
I’m looking for a famous he,
when I found the Gentleman,
I give dazu, all what I can.
I found him standing on the Bar,
He saw me, I was wonderbar.
I suddenly go with him mit
That was the most important Schritt,
And in the night, when he was drunk,
I asked for money, on the Bank.
I was a model in Playboy,
In the begin, a bissler scheu.
You can believe, I was the best
Because I was so ungedressed.
These brought me such a lot of Geld
And now, I am a Frau von Welt.
But when my skin not more so fit is,
My ass is full of cellulites,
The Schwehrkraft hit’s me more and more,
Dann lift mer’s wieder hoch, die War’.
My face is dreimal operiert
Da hab ich recht viel investiert.
My husband now is insolvent,
I am on Charity-Event,
Because I have the money now,
The husband is die arme Sau.
Off course, this is not lady-like,
I gave him money, when’s me g’freut,
Sowas macht eine Lady aus,
I am the boss in our Haus.