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The houses of Pikku Huopalahti are like cookie boxes
People wander past me, all of them are from some tv-show with their headphones on
When I was little your grandmother told me
(That) after buses or love, you can either run, or wait for the next one
In the traffic lights peoples thoughts wander into a pleasant place

But what should you do
One should be somehow smooth
Take a brush and go paint that sky
Run naked in a field on Midsummer Day and shout

How could you grasp that thought
That lurks in the back of your mind and won't let go until
You realize that a children's ticket won't do anymore
You should go home and comb your hair

After buses or love, you can either run, or wait for the next one
In the traffic lights peoples thoughts wander into a pleasant place

But what should you do, one should be somehow smooth
Take a brush and go paint that sky
Run naked in a field on Midsummer Day and shout
Always choose queues by the prettiest cashier lady
Offer the guys those cigars at the party on the balcony