“Oh, could you tell me, Frau Marlene…”

Oh, could you tell me, Frau Marlene,

How can I make the music hath?

Now I do singing just in bath.

Will I create my music then,

Like you, Marlene?

Oh, could you tell me, Frau Marlene, 

When will I wear my smoking suit?

Will I be good at photos’ shoot?

Will I be beautiful and when,

Like you, Marlene?

Oh, could you tell me, Frau Marlene, 

How can I be a girls’ desire?

Will I be putting up their fire

And kissing them behind a fan,

Like you, Marlene?