[Intro]
Got it?
Pzazati, are you recording?
[Chorus]
Oh, my kapara
Oh, my kapara
Oh, my kapara
You will no longer be mine
[Verse 1]
There's that same image in my head
Of you walking in the neighborhood
Spicy chattering, and bleached hair that is hiding curly and beautiful hair
I changed my approach when you transformed into a woman..
A real kind of woman, flowing and full of curves
And me? A teenager with wet dreams
[Chorus]
Oh, my kapara
Oh, my kapara
Oh, my kapara
You will no longer be mine
[Verse 2]
There's that same image in my head
Of you dancing in the party..
How I caught your hand and asked:
"Excuse me, kapara, are you by any chance from Petah Tiqwa?"
You told me: "Go to hell", and than you laughed and said yes
I said: "This is destiny, written by God, kapara you have a ride home today.."
Got it?
Pzazati, are you recording?
[Chorus]
Oh, my kapara
Oh, my kapara
Oh, my kapara
You will no longer be mine
[Verse 1]
There's that same image in my head
Of you walking in the neighborhood
Spicy chattering, and bleached hair that is hiding curly and beautiful hair
I changed my approach when you transformed into a woman..
A real kind of woman, flowing and full of curves
And me? A teenager with wet dreams
[Chorus]
Oh, my kapara
Oh, my kapara
Oh, my kapara
You will no longer be mine
[Verse 2]
There's that same image in my head
Of you dancing in the party..
How I caught your hand and asked:
"Excuse me, kapara, are you by any chance from Petah Tiqwa?"
You told me: "Go to hell", and than you laughed and said yes
I said: "This is destiny, written by God, kapara you have a ride home today.."
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