Wczoraj lunelo.
Nikt nie wątpi,
dlaczego zaczęło.
Pogoda mi się załamała.
Well, your left hand's free
And your right's in a grip
With another left hand
Watch his right hand slip
Towards his gun, oh, no
N-E-O, O-M-G, gee whiz
Girl you're the one for me
Though your man's bigger than I am
All my days he disagrees, oh, no (Speak easy)
Well, my left hand's free
Well, my left hand's free
Well, my left hand's free, oh no