ABBA on military history:
My, my,
At Waterloo
Napoleon did surrender
Oh yeah,
I have met my destiny
In quite a similar way
The history book on the shelf
Is always repeating itself
ABBA on economics:
Money, money, money
Must be funny,
In the rich man’s world
ABBA on Freudian psychology:
Mamma mia, here I go again
My my, how can I resist you?
Mamma mia, does it show again?
My my, just how much I’ve missed you
ABBA on concert lighting:
Tonight the
Super Trouper lights are gonna find me
Shining like the sun
(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)
Smiling, having fun
ABBA on bukkake:
It was like shooting a sitting duck
A little small talk, a smile and baby I was stuck
I still don’t know what you’ve done with me
A grown-up woman should never fall so easily
I feel a kind of fear
When I don’t have you near
Unsatisfied, I skip my pride
I beg you dear…Don’t go wasting your emotion
Lay all your love on me
Don’t go sharing your devotion
Lay all your love on me
Okay, maybe not.
