Now, if the song were not so grottig. Swiped the Meldoie. Clear. But the text. When learning Dieter Bohlen that he should someone ranlassen the englsich can. Of course, try to fly reimnt and heart Start, dance on chance and hold on told. But should not dominate with Ü50 and decades of international experience either at least a little more than the basic vocabulary or wenisgtens also steal the text simple one.
Or is this scam? A melody that each equal is because stolen and therefore anyway in the ears ear. And a text that is so banal that it may itself already rustle a potato bug after the first time. Well, then I just say mission accomplished.
Gradually, however, you could start before the halls at the RTL Walk of Shame, a road on any failed or verheizten so called Casting Stars at least again may express their trouble hands in concrete. Because if it does not the pop scene is already who will be at your fingertips, the most honest approach to what would after all blooms. The hard Teerboden reality.
Anyway, 2 stars. Because the Originalmeldoien are nice and the planks with his first-class English verbricht always so delightfully silly lyrics.
I cry, goodbye.