In the dark of the night
At the end of the street
Where there used to be light
Where we used to meet
When it’s time to go
Take a little time
Your mouth is saying yes
Your eyes, they say «Nein»
Wolfenbüttel, Wolfenbüttel
Woflenbüttel, Wolfenbüttel's to blame
When I hold your hand
Isn’t that always the same
Thought you’d understand
My mind’s an open frame
Wolfenbüttel, Wolfenbüttel
Wolfenbüttel, Wolfenbüttel's to blame
Wolfenbüttel
Wolfenbüttel is schuld
Schuld is Wolfenbüttel
Wolfenbüttel's to blame
The reason I must go
Is on the other hand
You are not my girl
And I am not your Man