(hudba a text Charlie DeMars)

I’m German, you’re Jewish
How could we ever make it through this?
I’ve got this problem, that seems to linger
Everytime I find myself around your finger

This would make more sence, in another time
Not in America where we’re westernized
But if we were, what would I do
What would I have said to what we’ve gone through?

War won’t stop me, I’m no Nazi
That’s why i’d never tell
If you were fighting, surviving hiding

Behind an old bookshelf

I’m German, you’re Jewish
How could we ever make it through this?
I’ve got this problem, that seems to linger
Everytime I find myself around your finger

you’ve always been above, in some higher class
i’m just a small rockstar, you’re an actress
what could i say, to ever prove to you
that there can be a love between a German and a Jew?

War won’t stop me, I’m no Nazi
That’s why i’d never tell

If you were fighting, surviving hiding
Behind an old bookshelf.