Ako umrem mlad
svi ce biti tuzni
ti ces me nazvati
al' necu biti tu
Ako umrem mlad
sve ce biti plavo
i ja cu zivjeti
u tvojim mislima
I zato ne zovi telefonom
neces nikog dobiti
ispod dvije tone zemlje
ne mogu se javiti
Bye, baby, bye...
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