She’s another pretty face
in a magazine.
The girl is real,
she’s every schoolboy’s dream.
She fills my fantasies,
my eyes and my ears.
But every time I try to touch her
she disappears.
She’s untouchable.
Untouchable delight.
She’s untouchable.
The girl is outta sight.
In my mind I’m always with her.
Moans and sighs.
I touch her full red lips.
Her silken thighs.
We meet in the city,
she begs, „please take me home“.
But when I wake up in a cold sweat,
I’m all alone.
She’s untouchable.
Untouchable delight.
She’s untouchable.
She’s untouchable.
Untouchable delight.
She’s untouchable…