I sit at home, all alone And because no one caresses me, I slowly fall asleep Then I dream of the girl in the magazine on page 4 I sit on her lap and say softly to her Come with me to a ride on the sofa Come with me, please come with me Come with me to a ride on the sofa Why are we still standing here? Ah! When you get a little mature, you have a hard time I can't live such a carefree life anymore No, really, I rarely ever go out And when I do, I say to the lady, completely and utterly ashamed Come with me to a ride on the sofa Come with me, please come with me Come with me to a ride on the sofa Why are we still standing here? Damn it! Why are we still standing here? Today, somehow, nothing is going on with me The girls leave me so cold What's the matter? Only the one little one with the wide mouth is great That's why I ask her if I should call a taxi for us Come with me to a ride on the sofa Come with me, please come with me Come with me to a ride on the sofa Why are we still standing here? Come with me to a ride on the sofa Come with me, please come with me Come with me to a ride on the sofa Why are we still standing here? Wandering is Müller's passion But Müller has frustration sometimes And then he sees himself a Müllerin And kneels, crying in front of her Come with me to a ride on the sofa Come with me, please come with me Come with me to a ride on the sofa Why are we still standing here? Come with me to a ride on the sofa Come with me, please come with me Come with me to a ride on the sofa Why are we still standing here?